บท 885: Inviting Curses! (2)

The grand shade of gold was annoyingly bright and exceedingly ominous. Every Cluster had its own unique traits, with higher level ones more often than not having particular traits that aimed to benefit their denizens much more than lower ones. This fact made everyone wary of what this golden hue represented.

Replicus felt the ambient mana constrict and grow thin in the next moment, which made him prepare for an unusual phenomenon – as that was normally the case when the surrounding essence suddenly became less abundant.

It happened very quickly.

Replicus' ship crashed against something that rendered its forceful momentum completely useless. The Penetrator looked below at the sea, and saw that it had turned to gold.

Swathes of thick, shiny gold that glistened mesmerizingly now surrounded the vessel, keeping it absolutely still despite the vicious bellow of the runic propulsion behind bit.