Like a bizarre crystal sphere about to shatter, it ceaselessly releases destructive information waves, creating violent impacts on the surrounding space, causing the air in the realm of reality to twist and shiver.
Yet the team members stand firm, led by David's resolute gaze, they march forward with each step like striking the bell of destiny.
Hilvia's body, densely wrapped with evil runes and burning with dark blue flame, struggles painfully like a nocturnal blaze in the abyss, yet never fully submits.
Every crack on her face seems to be engraved with countless battles and despair, but her eyes remain resilient and stubborn.
The Shadow Curse stands near the core, draped in a black robe as deep as night, every movement carries a chilling, bone-piercing information rhythm.
In his deep, bottomless eyes that seemed to devour all light and hope, battle intent and fervor gleamed as his lips curled into a cold, sneering smile: "The new era of zero shall be ruled by me!"
