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chapter-676

Boom! Boom! Rumble! Just when the seventy-seventh floor wildly shook as the confrontation between Allforone and the gods reached a climax… Sss! Anomalies were also occurring in the lower floors, also commonly referred to as the lower world.

“W-What is that?”

“Ah! What’s this!”

“All the shadows are being sucked upwards…!”

For most players who did not dare to climb to the seventy-seventh floor, the Allforone raid was a definite indicator that signaled the ushering of a new era. However, the raid itself did not really affect these players or have much impact on their daily lives.

Everyone knew that the order in the Tower would change drastically whether the Allforone raid ended in success or failure. As a result, many rankers were busy trying to calculate which side to stand in support of to gain the greatest benefits after the conclusion of the raid.

Outside of these rankers, the majority only held the belief that the upper ranks were going to change drastically. After all, to the majority, the seventy-seventh floor was a world and an existence as distant as the heavenly world, so they thought, even if the higher ranks and order changed, those changes would be the only things that would happen in the end.

Many believed nothing much would change in their day-to-day lives because, when Arthia destroyed the existing eight major clans and established a stand-alone system, there were no major changes, only a few minor inconveniences for most players. Moreover, in the world of the Tower, conflict was always ongoing, and there were too many things that each player had to do to pay attention to the things that were impacted and derived from every conflict.

However, it was different now. Everyone from the first floor to the seventy-sixth floor, from players who were concentrating on advancing up the floors, the players who focused on self-discipline and improvement, the believers who were carrying out the orders given by the gods they worshipped, the ambitious players who dreamt of one day establishing their own Arthia… Everyone stopped what they were doing and incredulously looked on at the terrifying scene.

The shadows that had been cast along the grounds they were standing on began to tear away and detach from the players’ bodies. It was a sight that shocked all viewers. Although many experienced, and constantly experienced, their environments change through magic and other sorcery, they had never considered shattering the common sense that one’s shadow always followed its master.

However, at this moment, those shadows were trying to separate from their masters’ bodies, and all at once…!

Additionally, as if the shadows were living creatures, they started to exhibit bizarre appearances, such as actively struggling to keep from tearing away from their master’s body or visibly squirming with pain while clasping their heads with their hands. The shadows, however, could not resist the enormous power that was applied to them. The torn shadows flew through space and flew up into the sky at a fierce speed. No, to be precise, they were being sucked away.

The players’ shadows as well as the shadows of the components that made up each floor’s stage were all mixed and sucked upwards. The shadows of tall cliffs, the shadows cast by giant trees, rocks, grass, insects, and even the shadows of tiny grains of sand all gathered and flew up toward the sky.

One could not help but cry out in astonishment at the surreal phenomenon.

“…”

“…”

“…”

Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared blankly up at the sky. At some point, they no longer screamed or cried out in fear. Everyone just stared upward with wavering gazes and mouths wide open.

What they were witnessing not only defied common sense. Even the magic users and apostles who studied and tinkered with the laws of the world, the sight was diametrically opposed to their beliefs and experiences of the world. As if a corner of their hearts were being tickled and aggravated, everyone felt a strange feeling arise within them. Then…

Sss! On each floor, the group of shadows had coalesced together to form a sphere in the sky gradually spread out along each floor’s sky. The spreading shadows blocked the light on each floor’s stage. The stages where it was day were dyed in darkness, and the stages where it was night had the moon and stars’ light completely blocked.

The sun and the moon on each floor vanished, little by little, as if they were devoured by an invisible beast until the floors were completely covered in darkness. A total eclipse had taken place.

At that moment, all the players felt a strange emotion spread throughout their chests and down their spines. The sudden chill gave rise to goosebumps. Furthermore, once the players raised their bowed heads, they could not help but silently scream out.

All they could see were stages without a single point of light. The stage engulfed by shadows, no, to be more specific, darkness, stimulated a primal fear that all living things naturally possessed. From the first floor to the seventy-sixth floor, all areas of the lower world were engulfed in darkness.

[The Black King looks down on the stage.]

Above the heads of all the players, a simple yet confusing message appeared.

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[The scattered spirit and body of abuser