Chapter 409 - 378 Ending Part One
Mark Battlefield Central Region
The originally dark and gray center of the battlefield was pierced by a heaven-reaching beam of white light that passed through the clouds, landing directly on the high-standing purple crystal pillar below. A circle of misty purple halo quietly radiated out.
As if the middle of the entire Mark Battlefield, amidst countless dreary patches, only this place was colorful, not just dull monochrome gray.
From one side of the light beam in the sky, over the gray and black abandoned city map below, more than a dozen colorful points traced lines of different colors, rapidly approaching the center where the light beam was.
Within one of the silver-white points, Lophista’s extremely hefty figure flapped its silver wings behind him. With every flap, he covered dozens of meters.
On a deserted street, Lophista, like a race car on a high-speed track, was almost flying off the ground, accompanied by a whooshing sound, one could hardly see his actual shape, just a streak of light flashing by, the wind raised by his passage lifting a massive amount of dust and lighter trash off the ground, as if a hurricane had passed by.
"Stay back!!" a low growl suddenly erupted from beside him.
Rogar, shrouded in black fog, suddenly charged from another street intersection, colliding into Lophista who was furiously racing towards the central region. He, like a black cannonball, met Lophista with precision.
Boom!!