As soon as those words left his mouth, Cain's eyes ignited with golden light.
The illusion of an endless river manifested around him.
It was vast beyond comprehension—a boundless current flowing through reality itself. The river stretched in every direction, connecting existence, time, and space into a single unstoppable flow.
The Flow.
Its majesty was overwhelming.
Anyone who gazed upon it felt an indescribable pressure descend upon their souls, as if the weight of countless worlds had suddenly fallen upon their shoulders.
For the Knights of the Immortal Nirvana Kingdom, the experience was even worse. And things were far from over.
Golden flames began spreading across Cain's body, wrapping around him like living armor. His presence surged to terrifying heights, and the momentum of his aura grew so immense that a vortex formed around him.
Violent gales exploded outward.
