"Be someone useful to him."
"This promise, even if the sacred spear shatters, even if death cannot end it."
As the words faded, the silver witch fell.
In Shiayar's right hand, a knight's lance flowing with a silver hue suddenly appeared.
It is the Tower at the End of the World that anchors the front and back sides of the world, and also the Storm Anchor that shines in the Farthest Land.
This weapon had been imposed with thirteen binds to restrict its inherent power, but at this moment, all thirteen binds were undone, revealing its complete form.
In an instant, all the mythical creatures on the Western Continent felt a certain suffocating majesty.
Teleport, Flash, Spatial Walking, Star Realm Jump, Spiritual Realm Travel, Dimensional March, King's Carriage Swap, Reincarnation via Borrowing Body... All abilities enabling rapid transitions, whether from the extraordinary side or the deities' side, were now completely blocked.
