Chapter 62: Military Action! Advancement, Clock Eye!
「The Crypt.」
The Muddy Light drifted down like a fall of murky yellow snow.
"The stars are torn... only the Master endures..."
"The King’s tattered self, swaying unpredictably..."
All the cultists bowed in worship.
At the center, a massive eye of flesh and blood had devoured four Flesh Eggs. It now shone with Divinity, erupting into a pillar of blood-red light. This pillar, like a raging river of blood flowing in reverse, forcibly opened a portal to an alternate dimension to welcome the great entity.
In a corner, Bishop Ian’s eagle eyes narrowed, staring at the tumultuous scene within the grey mist above. The young man was trapped in a predicament, sure to be defeated without the aid of a powerful force.
The humble dust dares to impersonate my Master...
In his pupils, gray-white mist swirled as he controlled forces dozens of miles away to compel the opposition to release the mighty Master of Grey Mist. Because even if he were killed, the sealing path remained, and the Master would not be freed. The Federation could never have imagined that this time two divine entities would descend together.
He looked up at a Golden Road, at a King bathed in the Twilight Light, and a faint smile touched his lips.
It’s wonderful to have allies on the surface to draw the fire.
Ultimately, the world belongs to the grey mist.