The moment the black chain appeared, everything changed; the sky rumbled, lightning bolts descended, trying to incinerate the chain but failed.
One of the werewolves tried to snatch the chain but got incinerated instantly.
The remaining survivors felt chill down their spines; even though they were greedy, they cherished their life more than anything.
The old temple kept shaking; in another dimension, someone made a tear in the space, and from this tear, this person was able to see what was happening inside the temple.
The moment this person saw the black chain, a look of fear flashed through his reptilian eyes, but it disappeared soon as it came. He chuckled.
''Kekekeke! Finally, the fated one has come.''
''Fated my ass, let's hope he didn't die before; he is just a chees piece.'' Another voice echoed beside the man who spoke first, but he chuckled.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up! VOTE for me!