As Lazuli's clear shout faded, the Fire of Destruction spread like a living entity, sealing off the entire space in an instant.
The divine pattern on her forehead emitted an eerie glow, turning into complex patterns that flowed over her twelve wings.
Strangely, the aura around her rapidly withdrew, eventually becoming calm.
But the slightly warped space around her signaled the terrifying power hidden beneath this calm!
The Monarch-level Ghost Race surrounding her, some as strong as Tier Seven or Eight...
At this moment, they were all firmly bound in place.
The terrified Ghost Race discovered, no matter how they twisted their bodies, they could not elicit any reaction.
"This... What is happening?! Why can't we move at all?"
"Damn it! What exactly did that Angel do?!"
Whether bursting with Ghost Qi or activating domains, they couldn't escape the bindings.
Little did they know...
The force binding them was beyond the Monarch level.
