The collapse of metal drove the surrounding buildings, like an interconnected mechanism, the steel-crafted labyrinth changing its layout in an instant, with metal grinding against itself, emitting screeching sounds reminiscent of nails scraping on steel plates, unsettling and piercing.
Bologue sprinted across a ground strewn with charred carcasses, the ruins were entirely made up of abandoned ships, and as the ceiling collapsed, a massive ship tilted downward, its bow crashing directly into the ground.
The scarred metal couldn't withstand such an impact; it was like a giant shard of ice, shattering upon contact with the ground, flinging debris outward in all directions, transforming into sharp swords sweeping through the air.
The relentless ringing continued, and Bologue swiftly burst through the barricades constructed by the demons, shortly afterward, this haven of malevolence was completely crushed.
