While they flew, Darian kept thinking about the vast amount of knowledge that had just been packed into his mind. Athven had sent him detailed information about the things that once existed in this place. That would be his biggest guide.
A few minutes later, Niara and Darian got closer to the center of the massive battlefield, where space itself kept twisting and warping nonstop.
Of course, this wasn't even 0.01% of the spatial calamity that sealed off the World of Life. Still, the violent tearing force was there—strong enough to rip through steel and kill anyone who wasn't paying attention.
"This is the power of nine-ring Spiritual Guardians... think we'll ever be strong enough to cause destruction like this?" Niara asked, taking a deep breath as she felt the intense spatial pressure.
She slowly walked into the battlefield. The spatial distortion intensified. Suddenly, the space next to her tore open abruptly, like a massive mouth trying to devour her.
