บท 592: Seed

...

A few moments earlier...

Bang!

Izroth narrowly evaded the spatial stream as it raced past him and into the ground. But, soon after, he inwardly furrowed his brows when he realized that something was off.

'Hm? Something changed.'

Izroth noticed that the power behind the spatial stream was diminishing. That was not all, but its speed was also declining with each passing second.

Up until a few seconds ago, the spatial stream's speed was on a steady rise; however, the number of holes in space encircling Izroth had decreased to less than 30% of their original number.

Furthermore, not too long ago, multiple fractures in space emerged near his location. Izroth did not know why, but somehow, the restrictive measures imparted by Dolos' Spatial Tempus magic was no longer present!

'If it's like this, then...'

Izroth's eyes scanned the room as if he were looking for something in the seemingly endless darkness.