Max kept his Dimensional Sovereign Body fully active as he sprinted across the desolate land, his figure cutting through the barren battlefield with unwavering speed as he moved toward Isabella's location.
The closer he drew, the more his earlier assumptions were confirmed. This place truly was a battlefield from the past. Scattered across the land were the wreckage of star shuttles of all sizes, their broken hulls half buried in the earth, while countless corpses lay strewn around them, belonging to humans, primordials, and devils alike.
The entire scene carried an oppressive stillness, as though time itself had been frozen at the moment of destruction.
Yet before he could advance much further, Max suddenly came to an abrupt halt.
Figures had appeared ahead of him.
No, not just ahead. They emerged from all directions, surrounding him completely in an instant.
