The powerful aura spread throughout the entire world, the thick blood-red color completely obscuring the sky, the earth rumbling with a giant roar, and a faint chant from the ancient times echoed from above the sky and the earth.
"Clatter!"
A phantom tide began to flow.
An aura of death and despair spread across the entire world.
Marquis Engle, Tono, and Morris instinctively stopped their training, and their gazes unanimously turned towards the sky.
Even Thor was no exception at this moment.
"It has begun!"
Whispering softly, Thor's expression could not help but carry a hint of solemnity.
At this moment, such a scene, even without daily intelligence, was enough to indicate that something significant had happened.
Not to mention the daily intelligence was available.
Thor had an even clearer understanding of what was happening.
If there were no surprises, this time should be the arrival of Osiris, one of the five main gods of the Netherworld.
