Reincarnation of the Strongest swordsman

500 - 550

Chapter 510 - God Descends

At this moment, the black altar radiated a blood-red glow. In the darkness, it was an extraordinarily eye-catching.

The ground surrounding the altar also began emitting plumes of bright red mist. A small cyclone that had appeared above the alter tugged the mist towards its core. Gradually, the space in the storm's center gradually began to crack.

A moment later, this spatial crack formed a portal.

The instant the spatial portal was complete, the area around the Towers of Death froze. It was as if a separate, miniature world had formed around the Towers of Death, and no object from the outside world could affect anything that occurred inside this place.

All of Shi Feng's communication with the outside world was blocked as well, every name on his friends list having turned a dull gray; he was unable to contact anybody.

The surrounding air felt as heavy as mercury, and Shi Feng felt as if his every action was heavily restrained.

Inside this region, Shi Feng felt like a candle flickering in the wind; his life could be extinguished at any moment.

Meanwhile, this was all due to the horrific pressure from the spatial portal.

"Just what is inside that spatial portal?"

Shi Feng widened his eyes in shock. He tried to glimpse at what was inside the spatial portal, yet, as if a strange power shrouded the portal, not even Shi Feng, with his extraordinary dynamic vision, could see anything inside it. However, there was one thing that his brain urged him to do right now.

Escape!

The pressure leaking from the spatial portal was sufficient to freeze the entire space surrounding the Towers of Death and create a separate world.

This was the first time Shi Feng had ever encountered such a situation.

While Shi Feng struggled to recover from his shock, the hundreds of thousands of Orcs surrounding the pitch-black altar suddenly turned into blood mist.

Moreover, the transformation had been completely silent.

The originally crowded fortress around the Towers of Death had suddenly become a ghost town.

The abrupt change was enough to instill utter terror.

For a time, the blood-red runes around the alter forcefully sucked in the blood mist, intensifying the runes' glow. Simultaneously, the portal above the altar grew, the pressure it emitted increasing as well.

The air that had previously felt as heavy as mercury now felt as dense as fine steel. Now, Shi Feng could not move in the slightest.

"Is this Divine Might?" A possibility suddenly flashed in Shi Feng's mind.

Divine Might... It was something that Shi Feng had felt more than a few times before. As long as Divine Might was activated, any players within the affected area would receive various sorts of suppression. Moreover, the wider the gap in tiers, the greater the suppression would be. Only players of the same tier would be unaffected by Divine Might. However, of all the Divine Might Shi Feng had experienced before, not one had rendered him completely incapable of movement.

Before Shi Feng could reflect more on the situation, the Orc King Tresik finally finished chanting his incantation. Suddenly, the area around the Towers of Death fell eerily silent.

Shi Feng noticed hints of excitement and longing on Tresik's ferocious face.

At this moment, the spatial portal blotted out the area above the black altar. If the portal descended now, Shi Feng did not doubt that it would devour the massive black altar whole.