The power of the dimensional rift. When the last common lord of the Spirit Race lifted the celestial sword above his head, the sword light that did not physically fall had already erupted in full force. It was a vacuum abyss devouring starlight, with twisted physical laws wailing and shattering at the edge of the abyss, directly cutting towards the crucial anchor point to the real universe — the energy conduit array at the core of Queen Rose Port. He no longer cared about any strategy or tactics; destroying this node equaled completely severing the throat of humanity's reinforcement. This was the last desperate gamble of the Dark Spirit Race!
