Chapter 1055 Spatial Collapse

Chapter 1055 Spatial Collapse

Izroth pierced his Sword of the Storm into the ground. In addition, he activated his skill Molding Earth to create a set of makeshift straps around his feet to keep himself in place.

'This is troublesome.'

Izroth narrowed his eyes as he observed the vortex.

Rather than being "pulled" into the vortex, the spatial rift that linked the Shadahi Realm to the Mortal Realm was being bent and warped by the vortex.

Izroth quickly determined that the vortex itself was not aiding in the construction of the spatial rift. Instead, one could even say that it was tearing it apart and destroying the potential pathway.

However, Izroth did not know what caused the vortex to emerge at the chamber's center so close to the spatial rift. Though there was not much time to think about it as the pulling force of the vortex appeared to be increasing with every passing moment.

One of the shadahis tumbled across the ground as they were sucked towards the vortex. The creature dug its claws into the ground, leaving a deep trail of claw marks as it tried to stop itself from being devoured by the vortex. But, the shadahi was unable to hold on.

Rooooragh!

The shadahi's hands left the ground as the creature soared towards the vortex before disappearing without a trace.

"?!" The members of the 9th Division and 5th Unit were stunned by the sudden descent into a state of total chaos.

After finally managing to gain an upper hand against the shadahis, the creatures were now being swept off their feet and sucked into the vortex.

Of course, under normal circumstances, it would be cause for celebration. But, unfortunately, the shadahis were not the only ones left to the mercy of the vortex.

"I can't hold out much longer!" One of the vanguard members from the 9th Division, Astral Knight, shouted.

Despite wearing a full set of heavy-plated armor and doing his best to stand his ground, Astral Knight was still slowly being dragged towards the vortex.

"Try to hold on just a bit more!" Niflheim yelled as he was forced to cancel the effects of Kiren's Perfect Guardna in order to brace himself.

With the emergence of the vortex, the shadahis were no longer an issue as they seemed to be particularly susceptible to the pulling force of it.

"I can try- Ahhhhh!" As Astral Knight was in the middle of speaking, he was hoisted off his feet as he lost control of his body. The initial instance of this chapter being available happened at N0v3l.Bin.

"Astral!" Niflheim wanted to reach his hand out to grab ahold of Astral Knight, but the instant he moved his hand slightly, Niflheim could feel that his feet had already started to drag.

As Izroth contemplated his next move, his allies were quickly being dragged closer and closer to the vortex. At its current rate, they likely would not be able to hold out for more than twenty seconds.

'I suppose there's no other choice. If it's my current self, it may be somewhat risky, but... I should be able to do it.'

"Niflheim, Menerva, Jol'Kil, Zel'Kan—I'll be leaving the 9th Division under your care for a while! Don't follow after me!" Izroth notified.

"Young master, what are you-!" Zel'Kan questioned. But before she could finish her question, something shocking took place.

Izroth canceled the Molding Earth skill that held his feet to his ground and plucked his Sword of the Storm from the ground.

The next moment, Izroth kicked off his back foot and rushed towards the direction of the vortex!

"What is he doing?!" Niflheim said to himself with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Niflheim, Menerva, Halls, Guan Yu, Jol'Kil, Zel'Kan, Lances—there was not a single person present who was not taken aback by Izroth's reckless actions. Did he not see the shadahi who went into that vortex disappear without a trace? What could possibly be going through that mind of his?!

"Young master!" Jol'Kil called out as he tried to use his dark red flames to weigh down Izroth and prevent him from being pulled into the vortex; however, it was not enough.

Zeeeeut!

In the blink of an eye, Izroth vanished into the vortex just as the shadahi before him.

"Brother!" Halls and Guan Yu shouted in unison.

Without hesitation, the two stopped fighting against the pulling force of the vortex as they, too, were sucked into it.

Oooooooom! Woosh!

As everyone was still in a state of disbelief, something unexpected happened. The vortex began to shrink rapidly, and the spatial rift started to fade out of existence.

Then, a few seconds later, the inside of the chamber turned quiet as the chaos ceased.

The shadahis had all been devoured by the vortex or slain. And the spatial rift that seemed to be on the verge of creating a portal to link the two realms was no longer anywhere to be found.

However, after the vortex closed, there were still no signs of Izroth, Halls, or Guan Yu.

Niflheim and Menerva's facial expressions darkened along with the others from the 9th Division as the same thought crossed their minds—just what happened to their Captain?