บท 492: The Chaos of Dimensional Hole

The sky started shattering.

The space where the weapon had struck split open with a hideous, jagged tear. The crack widened, revealing a swirling black void that seemed to devour light itself. The sight was so unnatural, so utterly wrong, that several examinees stumbled backward, their faces pale with fear.

"What the hell is that?!" someone screamed.

Ren gritted his teeth, gripping his staff tightly. "A dimensional crack," he muttered, his voice barely audible over the growing chaos.

The crack continued to grow, expanding until it was nearly ten meters wide. The void pulsated, exuding a gravitational pull so powerful that loose stones and debris began to lift off the ground, spiraling toward the rift.

"Everyone, get back!" Ren shouted, his voice carrying over the cacophony. He slammed his sword into the ground, conjuring a barrier of golden light to shield the people around him.

But it was too late.