"Marax!"
Cain was clearly the one closest to that violent energy vortex. The moment Asta sensed something wrong, he couldn't help but shout, then without the slightest hesitation flew straight toward him.
At that moment, Cain was still gripping two mages who were being dragged in. He used all his strength to hurl them far away, then looked at Asta and smiled indifferently. "Little Demon, you actually dare to rush into the eye of the storm in that tiny form…"
But before he could finish speaking, a sudden tremor erupted. At the same time, countless sharp, pitch-black beams of light burst up from the ground without warning. They were so dense there was no gap between them, moving at a speed no one could react to as they shot upward! In an instant, the entire battlefield was covered.
They were razor-sharp, piercing through everything.
Bodies suspended in midair were riddled with countless holes. Fresh blood fell in an instant like a rainstorm, soaking the entire ground.
