Descent! Guardian!

Screak!

The very fabric of reality was shattering under everyone's gaze! There was no glass to break, but the image of a layer of existence breaking apart was conveyed to all eyes!

There were people here who had witnessed something similar before, but they couldn't help being amazed by it once again. This was none other than the formation of a crack, something that would spout monsters as soon as it opened up!

The doubt that plagued the mind of many vanished, replaced by extreme terror. This couldn't possibly be a coincidence! If the Society could really predict the crack's appearance then it was very likely that they didn't lie about the disastrous wave!

All the mental preparation that they had made to accept the possibility of a last stand had been melted away once they had doubted everything, allowing the fear to rush in without a leash, what followed didn't exactly help either…

"Foolish natives! Bow before your new lord!"