Just as the human Awakeners were debating whether to flee or stay, the sky suddenly twisted.
A colossal vortex bloomed above the City of Luck, swallowing the heavens whole.
In the very next instant, the monstrous Dark Mist Fake God—that same terrifying entity which had moments ago covered the city in darkness—was pulled violently into the swirling void.
Within seconds, the oppressive atmosphere vanished.
The sun returned, scattering warm light across the marble streets.
The City of Luck once again basked in serenity, as though the nightmare from moments ago had been nothing more than an illusion.
For a long moment, no one spoke.
The Awakeners stood frozen, eyes wide, unable to comprehend what had just happened.
The laws of the world itself seemed to have been rewritten before their eyes.
Even Kate and Milla, both Demigod-ranked commanders, exchanged uneasy glances.
Daniel's power was undoubtedly tremendous—yet he was still, in essence, a Demigod, not a true God.
