Before the giant gate, the tense standoff was frozen in place.
The black dot on Ian's fingertip spun without a sound, while killing intent roiled in the eyes of Bazaar and Selas.
The Wizards from the other factions watched on with cold detachment, like a flock of vultures waiting for their prey to bleed.
Suddenly...
HUMMM!
On the surface of the giant gate, the intricate Star Runes lit up simultaneously and without warning.
They didn't light up one by one, but instantly erupted in a blinding, silver-white radiance, as if thousands of stars were exploding at once.
The light swallowed everyone's vision, making their eyes sting with a searing pain.
"What's going on?!" Liam's heart leaped. He instinctively raised his Silver Staff, a Holy Light Shield instantly materializing around him.
But it was useless.
The light ignored all defenses, sweeping over everyone like a tidal wave.
