CHAPTER 229
The absolute silence that followed the freezing of the purple clouds didn't bring safety—it brought a completely different breed of terror.
Before the total erasure strike could fully detonate from the heavens, the swirling vortex violently imploded.
Down from the center of the collapsing magic, the faceless monster dropped sharply to the floor. It hit the boiling slush with a wet thud, its dark, slimy skin rippling as it instantly anchored its misshapen limbs into the earth.
It didn't pause. It didn't hesitate. Raising its dripping arms, the entity unleashed a rapid-fire barrage of jagged, violet-white energy bolts directly at Isabella's braced form.
The magic was terrifyingly fast. Isabella tried to pivot her massive, white-gold frame to dodge the oncoming onslaught while still shielding the unconscious doctor on her back.
