'This power? The Evil God has descended?'
In Maple City, inside the Professional Association, an old man slowly raised his head and looked into the distance.
He walked into a room and put on the Armor that had been gathering dust for a long time.
He headed towards Cyan Maple Slope.
Torresta's true body sat on the Sixth Floor, unmoving.
On the streets, a middle-aged man walked out of the city at an unhurried pace.
He covered ten meters with a single step.
「Inside the Mage Association.」
The President of the Mage Association walked out of his room. Gazing at the black pillar of light that shot into the sky, he felt a tremor of fear in his heart.
Suddenly, he stirred, sensing something.
He looked down and saw a figure had appeared in the courtyard.
"Teacher," the President of the Mage Association hurriedly called out.
"You stay here. I'll go take a look."
The moment the old man's voice fell, his figure vanished.
