570. God of Fall, the Usurper (1) The entire universe was falling. This was no ordinary fall of physical bodies. The scattered grass lying everywhere, the earth itself, the trembling wind, the calmly resting sea, the shards of shattered buildings— All of it was falling.
The rank and concept of everything was dropping down to the ground.
“What is this?”
Taesan muttered.
He could sense that, conceptually, everything in the universe was plunging downward. For him, it didn’t have much effect. The influence of the Fall wasn’t very big from the start.
Those with a certain rank or higher could easily ignore it without trouble. But for mortal beings, it wasn’t the same. They must have felt a sudden powerlessness and despair.
As if they were falling endlessly into an abyss. All kinds of negative emotions would overwhelm their entire body and mind. Not just emotions, but even their physical strength would be affected.
All beings in the universe would be influenced. Human ranks would fall below that of insects, and insects would drop to ranks even lower than dust. Even the strong would become as feeble as weak old men.
“... This is...”
The God of Fall. This being was spreading its own concept throughout the universe. And a powerful force was pouring through the crack torn open in the sky.
Zzzzzzzzzing!