Chapter 413: The Arrival of the Primals

As their conversations continued within the grand hall, the entire world of Mythraldor was thrown into chaos.

People felt their planet itself moving at an unfathomable speed. Stars and constellations flashed past like shooting stars, streaking across the sky—though only those with enhanced perception could truly comprehend the spectacle.

Despite moving at speeds far beyond the limits of the known universe, no one was thrown off balance. Some mysterious force held them firmly in place, as if an invisible gravity bound them to their world.

The sensation was both awe-inspiring and terrifying.

The streets erupted into panic.

"We're dead! We're dead!"

"No one can save us now! We're going to be swallowed by the Void!"

"Where is God Ruination? He swore to protect us from extinction!"

An old man fell to his knees, desperately staring up at the sky, where celestial bodies flared and vanished in an endless dance.