Chapter 244
A battle formation of unimaginable scale, beyond description with just two wings and one body.
The two most formidable forces in the world collided.
Ordinary soldiers clashed, blood splattering. Knights collided, bones and entrails scattering. Spells scattered by mages began to form their own shapes as they flew through the air.
Squeak!
But across the entire front line, a spine-chilling harmony resounded. It was the dissonance the blue mages prided themselves on—the blue barrier deployed by the mages of the Sorceress Council.
Amidst the dissonance filling the sky, a crimson inferno descended, scorching the entire area. Yet the flames soon dissolved into fleeting particles of magic, vanishing without a trace.
Nevertheless, the blue alone was insufficient to block both the crimson flames and the white hymn magic.
Amidst the endless echoing screams, the black specters rising from the dead were no exception.
The blue and black towers, the red and white towers, the towers of shadow and gold—two towers of color clashed.
The greatest war in the world unfolded within the pale, dark winter night.
Countless otherworldly realms lay superimposed upon that very battlefield.
The worlds of thought unfurled by each of the mighty forces participating in the war.
Worlds collided with worlds, and upon them, new worlds and worlds were layered and began to clash once more.
Countless forms of worlds fused and merged, until eventually, the entire battlefield was covered by a single world.
Hell.
A dreadfully twisted otherworld, beyond description even by the term “demonic realm,” was engulfing the entire region.
