Duke did not stop, continuing to stealth upward. Based on his earlier sensing, the altar was located slightly east of the center of the ruins.
Like a fish well-versed in the ways of water, he adjusted his course with precision within the soil-ocean saturated with light energy, silently closing in on the spot directly beneath the altar.
At the same time, outside the light membrane, the clamor and chaos continued.
In the Four Gods Sect camp, two Magic Masters were joining forces, directing dozens of Mages as they attempted to construct a large composite-element disintegration Magic Array. Torrents of elements in different colors bombarded the same spot on the light membrane, trying to pierce the surface by concentrating on a single point. The light membrane rippled violently, golden ripples spreading outward again and again, drawing the gaze of countless players.
