The dense fog dissipates, and no one can leave.
The land beneath changes, everything seems like a mirage.
Lind feels his current position; the dense fog affects his judgement, but at this moment, he is entirely certain he is in a real scene space.
In his perception, people are constantly being transported nearby. It is like a mixer continuously fed with new materials, where everyone present is both the blades and the materials, shredding all who enter.
Under the premise of Absolute Control over his power, this struggle is completely suppressed.
However, it seems the creator of this space is not satisfied.
Just as Lind knew previously, the space in the Eastern Continent is extremely unstable. Numerous mysterious forces lie dormant here, and the dense fog they encountered is one of them.
"Sea God!"
"Sea God!"
