Bab 1837: 1837. Trapped

Lord Lewis couldn't dodge an attack launched up close, but his very existence was an expression of power. He was raging energy that he could deploy with the slightest wave of his fingers.

A massive slash fell on Lord Lewis. Small white lumps tried to taint Noah's energy, but the expert's domain didn't have enough time to transform a consistent part of the attack.

A black pillar formed in the area. Noah's darkness and dark matter created a sharp structure that featured countless faces. Pure destruction flowed out of that black mass, and Lord Lewis was right at its center.

Spiderwebs of cracks opened from the spot where the pillar touched the ground. The tough lands that had survived inside the chaotic laws for many years inevitably shattered when Noah's destruction ravaged their fabric.