Chapter 337

A sudden frantic burst of sound rushed over. At the heart of the altar, within its circular core, countless streams of wicked energy emerged. They quickly floated over, bringing with them a dark purplish light. This ray of light came with corrosive powers, in an instant, the area around it was riddled with holes and decay. “Sh*t!” Zephyr cursed. He did not expect the altar’s sudden changes. He quickly lept away from the burst of attack, dodging to the sides. The wicked energy that was hot to the touch came at Zephyr, but it quickly disappeared before him. It appeared once more elsewhere, shooting up into the sky like a sharp cleaver, before morphing into a terrible tornado. Zephyr’s behavior turned more frantic. He did not expect the ray of light to harbor such powers. He knew he could not hold against what he just witnessed. As if sensing Zephyr’s successful dodge, the altar seemed to have been angered. The ground started to tremble. Next, within the altar’s core, the runes began to