In the center of the blood-colored twister rose a beam of light that pierced the skies. All the spiritual matter and blood amassed over the top of the capital of the empire of stars, shining so brightly that it could be seen from half the sura realm.

The monarchs of the other sura empires looked at the unusual phenomenon in the skies with ugly expressions on their faces; it was evident that disaster would soon strike.

The blood-colored beam contracted as the energy contained within it began to condense. An object appeared out of nowhere over the compass.

The monarch of stars smiled with malice. Suddenly, the will of the world appeared—it had sensed the evil ritual that...