Accompanied by the words of the Black-Robed Erosion Eraser, a powerful pressure instantly surged from around him, causing the already trembling other Demigod Erosion Erasers to feel as if the world were spinning, barely able to stay on their feet.
"I dare not!"
The Demigod Erosion Eraser quickly knelt on the ground, gasping heavily, clearly the one most affected by the pressure.
"Very good, disrupting the currently surging Magical Ley Lines and causing them to run wild is something even you can achieve, right?"
The Black-Robed Erosion Eraser nodded with satisfaction and said indifferently, "Go ahead and do it, for I don't have much patience."
At the sound, just as the group of Demigod Erosion Erasers were about to take the command with a hand to their chests, a slender, hooded figure suddenly appeared, a crisp and slightly mocking voice following:
"Oh, my dear Executioner, how fearsome you are, you've scared me to the point where I can barely move."
