The area around the Everlight Moon Guild had grown heavy, not just because of the presence of thousands of Awakened who had surrounded the entire guild in a deadly silence
But because of the pressure flowing through the air itself. The mana had become so dense that it made breathing difficult for weaker individuals.
The reason was simple. Thousands, even tens of thousands of Awakened had gathered in one place. Their individual levels didn't matter, just their collective presence was enough to weigh down the atmosphere.
In the distance, a massive army, like a black wave, had completely surrounded the guild's territory. The flags of the Goblin Guild were raised among them, and endless lines of their forces stretched as far as the eye could see.
Their auras were fully released, creating a terrifying atmosphere for dozens of kilometers, as if the sky itself was about to collapse at any moment.
Their auras carried anger and killing intent.
