"What are you still standing there for? Full retreat! Move! Break out and kill your way through!" Godric shouted the order in a hoarse voice. The sound tore out of him, raw and unsteady.
The Celestial Palace elders had already been swallowed by fear, near utter soul- ruin, but an order from the Hall Master wasn't something they could disobey. They gritted their teeth and forced themselves forward.
Pressing down what was left of their dread, they all attacked at once, calling out their own divine weapons and techniques as they charged at Skylar, trying to buy enough time for the retreat.
Skylar did not even spare them a glance. His eyes stayed flat, as if the people in front of him were nothing but dust and weeds, not worth a shred of his attention. He only gave his hand a light wave, casual and easy.
In an instant, black demonic flames burst from his palm.
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