"Miranda, now!"
The moment those words were spoken, a burst of black light erupted beneath the Evil God's consciousness, forming a massive dome that quickly enclosed him.
Startled, the Evil God's consciousness tried to escape, but it was too late. The dome sealed shut, trapping him inside.
"Damn it!" He roared, clenching his right fist and slamming it to the ground.
*Bang!*
*Bang!*
He struck the dome again and again, but it was useless. The barrier was as solid as concrete—no cracks, no signs of damage, no matter how hard he hit it.
*Whoosh!*
Suddenly, ten black chains shot up from below, racing toward him at high speed.
Caught off guard, the Evil God's consciousness was instantly bound.
The chains coiled around him, locking his limbs and forcing him to his knees. He could no longer move.
Fury rose within him, coloring his pale skin a faint red.
His gaze burned through the barrier, fixed on Leon, who hovered in the air with a calm smile on his lips.
