A black vortex slowly emerged several hundred meters away from the inner fortress wall.
Even though it was reinforced with multiple layers of magic, the vortex still twisted the space of the Black Prison World, leaving deep and shallow, heavy and light marks. The intense space-time magic traces caused the clock hanging nearby to tremble frantically, its three hands spinning wildly, and one could vaguely hear the sharp screams of the Big Witch Goblin Bridget.
Two gigantic hands slowly reached out from the vortex, one withered and skinny, almost just skin wrapping around flesh, while the other had turned completely into bone, with a few pieces of fresh red meat left sparsely on the ghastly white hand bones.
Immense magic energy surged in all directions from those hands. Above the Keiform Flight Land, several deans and Great Demon warriors stopped attacking cautiously, and raised their guardian magic defensively.
