Capítulo 272: Chapter 276 Swift Judgment

The brief touch of her own "smoke" had dissipated.

Yet more smoke was continuously escaping from the Storm Cathedral, drifting and fluctuating, gathering like a dark cloud, invisibly assembling above Plunder, and its coverage area was gradually expanding, eventually spreading over half the city-state.

Duncan's fingertips still retained a trace of a cold sensation, he slightly furrowed his brow, gazing upward at the sky above the urban area, his mind filled with doubts.

That gray-white fog gave him a feeling... as if some colossal creature had lost its form, and its soul was ascending in the dimension of reality, unrestrainedly transformed into this appearance. It was as if something from behind the reality dimension was gradually releasing its perception, using the fog as tentacles to "touch" the contours of the real world.

This second feeling was particularly evident when he touched that wisp of smoke.