Raylo gritted his teeth, the Catastrophe Level Power within his body surging wildly as he tried to resist the terrifying pressure that was enough to crush mountains.
Coal Ball let out an angry roar on his shoulder. Its little claws slashed out countless Space Blades, but the moment they appeared, they were forcibly smoothed out by the solidified space around them.
"Hmph."
Just as Raylo felt he was about to suffocate, a cold snort pierced through the heavy coercion like a sharp sword.
A silver-gray light suddenly erupted from Austin Sage, enveloping Raylo within it.
The despair-inducing pressure instantly vanished without a trace.
Austin Sage raised his head, his gaze piercing through the thick layers of earth as if locking eyes with the lofty existence above.
Even facing the Pope's lethal strike, executed with the help of the Holy City Array, there was no panic on his face. Instead, a contemptuous sneer touched his lips.
"A space lockdown?"
