The flower that touched the ground withered quickly and became parched.
A clear sign of impending doom.
“……!”
With a swift sound, Abiksinis turned his head to face forward.
On the map displayed through the All‑Seeing Eye of Conquest, an anomaly was occurring.
One of the points, which had been marked in red, changed to white.
Up to this point it could have been overlooked. But then, after roughly one minute:
“Huh?”
A startled, dumbfounded sound escaped Abiksinis’s lips.
The color of yet another point beside it had turned white. And then, after another minute:
“Uh-uh?”
One more.
“Uh-uh-uh?!”
Yet another.
“No…?!”
Then, in intervals of less than 30 seconds, they changed one after another!
“W–What in the world is going on?!”
Abiksinis was greatly flustered.
The church strongholds in the northeast, which had been steeped in red, were sequentially reverting one by one back to white dots.
It looked as if a row of dominoes had been toppled.
Of course, what was actually falling was far more enormous than mere dominoes.
“Wait a minute—this place! Isn’t this near the border of the Wizards’ Realm?!”
As the demonic siege…