บท 1149: A Well Deserved Calamity

At this moment, everyone in the Main Plane who had a strong soul or spirit, as well as divinatory abilities or a strong connection to the world, either screamed in pain, spat out mouthfuls of blood, or collapsed with blood coming out of their seven orifices depending on their power. 

Right now, the only thing their senses kept telling them was to flee, to flee as far as they could. A calamity was approaching, something that no one could resist or even hope to resist. Even the tyranny of Umbra had never made them feel this scared. 

At the edge of the Mapped Zones, the stern of a single airship poked through the fog and approached rapidly. Immediately, boss music in terms of army deployment began to play, making one feel like they were a lone boat before an armada. 

(Author's Note: Siri, play Collision Course by Anthony DiLorenzo//Megas XLR OST.)