Chapter 143
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At the same time.
Holding the Sword of the Vishanti, Finn rushed toward the remaining demons, looking like a truly invincible god of war.
The sword's arcane energy surged across the sky, and even space itself began to quiver.
The next second.
All noise and movement across the realm fell deathly silent. A wave of coldness and detachment spread into every corner of the battlefield.
Those still caught in the fever of combat felt the atmosphere shift—a moment ago, the air burned like fire, hearts pounding with adrenaline. Now, it had all transformed into a frozen wasteland, so cold it bit through flesh and spirit alike.
Layer upon layer of soul-crushing pressure churned madly through the air, each wave more suffocating than the last.
And then—
Buzz!!!
A terrifying burst of power exploded from the Sword of the Vishanti in Finn's grip!