The Academy’s Weapon Replicator

Thrown into darkness.

He didn't know how much time had passed.

Frondier's pandemonium was simply nothingness. It didn't slow down or speed up time.

However, the mere fact that there was nothing distorted his sense of time.

Baal had been crumbling from the moment he entered this pandemonium.

At a point where he had already reached his limit, anyone would feel like 1 second was like several hours, and 1 minute like an eternity.

"..."

In that darkness, Baal simply remained silent.

At first, he had spewed out words that couldn't become sounds, like a madman.