The Author's POV

"What should we do now?"

After finally opening the door that led to the core of the mana compressor, I curiously looked around the room.

The room we were in was rather spacious, about half the size of a football field. Over the room's black and earthy floor, which was covered by a thin white mist, were thick wires as thick as a tree trunk.

As I traced the wires, my gaze paused at a small altar where a white orb rested, where a thin white mist floated from the top of it. It was clear to me that the mist was most probably caused by the white orb. Further adding onto that, an individual paying close attention would also notice that the mana around it was extremely thick.

"That's probably the area where the mana gets converted into demonic energy."

Walking toward that area, Melissa carefully raised her hand to touch the mist.

The mist passed through her fingers as she turned her head toward us.

guess isn't wrong, we should be destroying this

"Got it."

Kevin walked up to where the white orb was and unsheathed his sword. He

must be eager to

away from returning home. All of us could return home as soon as the core broke, and he understood

to erupt from his body as

Boom—!

throughout the surroundings once he slashed down. The mist scattered on the

Crack.

sword, miniature threads started to form around the orb, slowly expanding

cracks spread, the orbs

is tougher than