Beneath the High Tower, Purgatory raged.
The human soldiers' defensive line crumbled under the heavy stomps of Magical Guide Structures and the tearing bites of Undead Corpses, their screams drowned out by the clash of steel and flesh.
Farther away, the Transcendents of the River Domain were struggling to dodge and weave under the Witch Demon's furious Negative Energy Shock, their disadvantage growing more apparent by the second.
There was no time!
Before Vanessa had even finished speaking, all hesitation had vanished from Roland's eyes.
With a sharp wave of his arm, the newly tamed Control Gemstone, radiating a dangerously submissive aura, shot forward like an arrow from a bowstring, straight toward the shimmering Magic Core before him.
The gemstone sliced through the air.
The Energy Barrier on the core's surface—once seemingly indestructible and a source of Roland's helplessness—dissolved like an Illusion the moment it touched the Control Gemstone.
