Not a single space in the whole entire world was spared from this event.
All landscapes and waterscapes were shaking as if the entire world was about to explode.
Mountains crumbled and rose anew, their peaks twisting like broken spires against the sky, a display of the heaven crumbling apart and falling down. Seas stirred and roared, their waters whipped into a frenzied phenonon of chaos and upheaval.
It struck fear into the hearts of many.
Dargena City and all other cities around it were being overturned.
Buildings that could survive even the mightiest earthquake began to topple over, and houses that were ant to protect the people were crumbling down. Awakened—what's left of them at least, were sent to protect the people.
However, with the entirety of the city in chaos, casualties were bound to be high.
Only the core structures were saved by this.
Knowing that the Second Breath was coming—the higher-ups of Dargena City and also other cities already deployed safety asures so that their vital structures were not damaged. One such move is allocating more protections to them.
Damages would be done, but at the very least, the structures wouldn't crumble entirely.
As their situations are not great, this is a pivotal move for them.
Even then, the Great Barricade and all of its protections were not spared from the awakening of the Second Breath. Its sturdy walls—which protected Humanity from the claws of those— who wanted to bring them harm began to visibly crack.
Because of the suddenness of the dire situation, the people on the walls were in trouble.
A lot of them are simple military n, and they were trapped there.
So of the Awakened who are below the fourth-rank realm were also trapped there.
Not having anything at their disposal to aid in descending from the towering construct of the Great Barricade, their only option was to grasp onto whatever they could and hope that they could sohow survive the ordeal.
But panic began to settle when sections of the Great Barricade began to crumble.
Crack!
"Help! Soone, I don't want to die!"
"Mother!!"
Despite their usual stoicism, in the face of nature's wrath, all of them crumbled to tears.
It felt like the ground wanted to swallow them whole.
Just the sight of the ground twisting and cracking, resembling the gaping maw of a monster that hungered for them—inflicted a deep sense of trauma. Even the battle-hardened people were not used to such a spectacle.
As the last of their stepping ground was crumbling, and their eyes closed in fear, hope ca.
Bursting from the border were groups of Supernaturals.
Each group was at least one hundred strong, and they all sprinted to the Great Barricade.
Perched precariously on the edge of the walls—a lone military man paled as he watched his comrade plumting to the twisting ground—screaming at the top of their lungs. His focus, was then abruptly pulled to the side, where he beheld groups of Dwarves and Elves dashing through the desolate border separating the Supernatural territory and the Great Barricade.
Despite the earthquakes, the groups don't seem to be disturbed by them.
Aided by the Dwarves' power, smoothened the group with a step, they were sprinting fast.
Upon reaching close—the Elves channeled their powers and summoned a cushion made of a portion of their energies to catch the falling, military personnel. Instead of being devoured by the ground, they were t with a soft sensation.
Like falling to a plump bed, it was very soft—they were saved from their demise.
"Go and spread out! Save as many people as you can!"
"Yes, ma'am!"
Swoosh!
Now that the Fifthborn is dead, Rex has to fulfill his part of the deal to help Humanity.
He was a man of his word, and he would do as he had promised.
Expecting that the Second Breath would co at any ti—with the battle between him and the Fifthborn that riled the energy level, he already told the Elves and the Dwarves to station rescue forces near the Great Barricade.
Recognizing the shortage of manpower among Humanity, he understood the risks.
He knew that there wouldn't be enough Awakened around—to help the common folk against the Second Breath. A lot of people are going to die if that happens, and due to that, he lends a helping hand to mitigate that dire outco.
It was his first move to help, naturally, it should make a huge impact.
Under the leadership of one, the groups of Supernaturals aided help to Humanity.
Fifteen years ago—if anyone was asked whether there would be a ti when Sueprnaturals would co to Humanity's aid, the resounding answer, would've been no. But now, with Rex on the other side, that impossible scenario becos a reality.
Not stopping at the Great Barricade, a couple of groups dived into human territory.
Despite being alerted by Intra, they ignored it and kept on going.
The Great Barricade wasn't the only target, but the smaller cities would definitely need help.
Similarly, the high-rank Supernaturals were also in the sa predicant.
Under the rciless havoc, wrought by the Second Breath—their kingdoms bore the brunt of its fury. Demons suffered the greatest blow—their subterranean structures, made them quite vulnerable to tremors, so they got hit by the earthquakes the most.
But then again, the Demonic Eye was the only thing heavily protected.
Regardless of their losses, as long as the Demonic Eye survives, then they will be revived.
In another corner of the Supernatural Territory, the Vampires, previously evacuated to safety from the Fifthborn threat—found their haven—torn asunder by the relentless earthquakes. It was especially bad when their place was split in half.
A devastating occurrence that killed quite a number of their civilians.
It was unpredictable, so there was nothing the Vampire Elders could do about it.
The Werewolves found their territories transford into chaotic mazes of spires—mountains and jagged rocks, while their forests expanded into vast—impenetrable jungles. The Undead saw their domain engulfed by dense foliage, suffocating their once formidable kingdom.
Worst of all, the Shapeshifters were subrged in water as a sudden flood swept over.
It ca without warning and drowned their labyrinth kingdom.
Even though they were able to adapt, the situation was definitely bad for them.
Having the entirety of their place wiped like that was unforgiving and absolutely unfair.
But nature didn't pick sides, it happened at random.
One thing all of them had in common, however, was the fact that they were suffering.
anwhile, back to Dargena City.
Capitalizing on the phenonon, Gelmar, Dindora, and Linthia alongside the trusted guards were on the backside of the castle—ditating inside their own respective formations, that Flunra built especially for today.
Briefed by Gelmar, all of them knew what to do and instantly went to ditate.
Each second, they could feel their energy was climbing to new heights.
All of them could tell that this opportunity was massive.
Similarly, the city guards were also gathered to do the sa thing.
But as they were eager by the prospect of getting stronger, allowing them to contribute more to the empire, a loud crashing sound disturbed them from their ditation. Not all had a high mastery over ditation, so disturbances are extrely distracting.
A crowd was enough to force them out of their ditation, much less a loud, sudden noise.
One that was so loud that their eardrums were ringing.
Glancing over their shoulders, the guards saw the northwest walls cracked and exploded.
Despite the city's robust layers of protection and its sturdy construction materials—it proved unable to sustain the relentless force of nature, leading to a catastrophic explosion that sent chunks of debris spiraling in all directions.
It left the city walls open to the outside, and the cracks were only spreading.
Prioritizing the safety of the populace over personal gains, certain guards swiftly intervened, intercepting the falling debris. Utilizing their abilities, they flew and struck the debris directly or fired their own spells at the falling debris, shattering them into tiny flakes before reaching the residential areas and endangering the inhabitants.
Sure, the houses have barriers protecting them.
But those barriers are not as strong as the ones covering the entire city itself.
It might not be able to protect a huge debris falling from sky-high.
Not even Dargena City was safe, the scale of the Second Breath was extrely dangerous.
On the other hand, inside the castle.
Rex, deeply engrossed in ditation—was abruptly shaken, from his trance by a thunderous crash, echoing from outside. His accumulation of colorful energies stopped—and he opened his eyes, seeing that his own castle was tilted a little.
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