Kreee…krrr…krrrrrr…0

Scattered across the sand, Pablo’s remains began to pull together. The blood and flesh formed a profane magic array as a vessel for his liege.0

He was the chosen apostle of the Outer God, bestowed with its flesh, blood, and bones. He was a being that was no longer human, and it made for the finest tribute. It was very useful for the entity, as the body could be used as a temporary vessel for its power to create an avatar.0

The blood spilled on Atlantis City’s District 3 shores was a mere fragment of its aura, but it made thousands of people hold their breaths as its power unfolded.0

They froze in place, eyes rolling back and frothing at the mouth as they trembled, limbs twitching.0

“—————”0

Those who had a certain level of power didn’t lose themselves, but they still didn’t have control over their bodies.0

Jack Russell and Gordon Haywood were no exception.0

Only one person resisted the force.0

“Ugh—ah.” Leonard barely managed to move and raised his hands to cover Frances’s ears. Thanks to his shield, she was still cognizant. Her eyes widened.0

Raaaaaah——!!0

And then, Leonard used more than half of his mana to let loose the Azure Dragon’s Roar.0

He couldn’t control his output at the moment, so his lungs and eardrums partially ruptured, making him throw up blood. It wasn’t simply a loud noise, it was a bellow meant to chase away...0