Just when David thought he was about to achieve victory, a ruthless light flashed in the eyes of the Blood Demon Ruler.
He took a deep breath, and the blood-colored armor on his body began to emit a stronger red light, seemingly resonating with the surrounding environment in that moment.
Then, he raised his staff high with both hands, and began to chant an ancient and mysterious spell in a low voice.
"Power of Blood Prison, heed my call!"
His voice was like a whisper from the abyss, carrying an irresistible majesty.
The surrounding great hall was instantly enveloped in scarlet light, and the ancient runes began to flicker, emitting a low and grand echo, as if ancient divines were awakening.
David's heart suddenly tightened; he realized that things were developing in the direction he feared most.
"The origin power of the Blood Prison World!" he thought, horrified. Even with all his might to wield the Power of the Sea God, he knew how strong and terrifying this force was.
