Some time ago, in the Shadow Realm…
The skies above Note City, where Vale and many other Shadow Immortals had turned red…
It seemed like it was due to some kind of curse spell that the Demon Gods had released to the region.
There were traces or perhaps residual demonic energy in the air. For Immortals, this was faint and not harmful at all. However, for ordinary citizens, it could cause some harm, so the city ensures that its barriers are active at all times to protect everyone.
The city itself, once a thriving trade hub, had become really silent… Almost every hour, many Arcanists and Immortals were being sent back here to get treated after fighting on the front lines.
"It's done…"
Vale just finished extracting Spells from various corpses and also fusing a few more of his Spells into a stronger one.
Since he couldn't just leave the city, he decided to just use his Divine Extraction System to get even stronger.
After a few moments, Vale took a deep breath…
