The moment Yeon-woo’s Breath fell from the sky to the ground, the sizzling heat forced all the players to stop fighting and turned to look at him.  

“No!”

“Block him!”

The Elohim players chased after it too late. The Breath was already sweeping through the Elder Assembly. The Elders had all kinds of barriers protecting them, and the Elders frantically activated blessings and skills once they sensed the danger. But these were little more than crumbling sandcastles in the face of the Breath mixed with the Throne of Death’s holiness.

The power exuded by the Stone of Sin, the stones of Superbia and Gula, was already too powerful for Yeon-woo to rein in. The explosion didn’t stop there. Rumble. Krrrrr.

The sparks caused consecutive blasts, and the lightning that rose from them connected to each other, tearing up anything that was left behind. Tornadoes of fire blazed multiple times, shaking up the Elder Assembly’s building and everything around it.

The players could barely protect themselves from the aftershocks, staring in disbelief. Dark clouds stretched up to the sky and bubbling magma flowed like a river among the burnt rocks. It was already difficult to approach, much less...