At the center of the shattered stellar ring within the Singularity Battlefield.
Velen stood on stairs forged from condensed mana, surveying the scene around him. Beneath his feet, bottomless void fissures yawned wide. Above his head, twelve grand divine magic arrays floated in the sky, radiating sacred brilliance.
Perched on his shoulder, Nightshade's amethyst eyes reflected the chaotic battlefield, where major factions clashed in a chaotic frenzy.
"Quite the party, huh?" Velen remarked, amused.
"The Star Tower offers three divine artifacts! Please vacate the ruin!""The Abyssal Council is willing to trade one hundred thousand resource planets! Hand it over to us!"Suddenly, the Mechanica Church's gear-shaped warship opened fire, blasting a rival bidder into cosmic debris. "Logic judgment: physical elimination is most efficient."
"What's with all this bargaining? Let's just take it by force!"
