Chapter 932: Chapter 932 - 405: Outside Assistance?

Ron slowly raised the magic sword in his hand, the silver blade flickering with an eerie sheen under the blood-red glow of the Abyss. The surface of the sword flowed with wave-like patterns, each pulse perfectly synchronized with the heartbeat of the wielder. The remaining legions - the remnants of "Void Devour,"

"Flesh Fusion," and the survivors of "Dimensional Rift" - began to regroup after a brief shock. Though these Abyssal warriors were accustomed to various terrifying sights, the aura emitted by Ron still instilled an unprecedented unease in them. It was a threat beyond conventional understanding, an instinctual fear akin to facing a natural enemy. Within the vast cathedral body of Delir, hundreds of imprisoned souls began to stir restlessly. Those once devout religious individuals ceased their usual wailing, instead muttering a sound akin to reverent whispers.