Chapter 447: Parlor Tricks
Words : 1848
Updated : May 15th, 2026
Mightveil Citadel!
The trembling gradually subsided.
In its place rose the overlapping roar of slaughter.
Buildings collapsed with thunderous crashes, drowned out only by the despairing screams of disciples from every sect.
The sky flickered between light and shadow, washed in shifting colors of spiritual radiance. Shockwaves from Void Realm experts clashed like rolling tides, surging again and again until the entire city turned into a living hell.
Dante Easton slipped out of the chaos without...
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