At this moment, the Hero's existence undoubtedly became "magic" for the Netherworld.
The darkness outside the spotlight turned into a hotbed for the demons, surging in a fierce and ravenous way, devouring everything in its path.
"Hmm—" However, witnessing this stage collapsing prematurely, the Hero's face didn't show a hint of panic.
Seeing the spreading unease among the audience, she tossed aside the script she had memorized and revealed a big smile.
"Oh well! Let's leave the greetings here!"
She flicked her skirt, and her fair leg stomped firmly forward.
The strange sound of heels shattering space resonated like thunder throughout the venue.
At the young girl's feet, cracks in space spread wildly like spiderwebs.
Immediately, a torrent of light, woven from elements and magic power, erupted, transforming into an unstoppable tsunami that ruthlessly swept away the surrounding encroaching darkness.
