C1256 The Black Hand That Knocked the Stick!!(part I)

At the Bronzethorn stronghold, hundreds of meters up in the sky, a vast expanse of red mist suddenly began to rise from all sides of the city. The mist coalesced into a nearly hundred-meter-thick barrier of malevolent energy. Within this shield, one could spot Crimson Snakes, each entwined in purple flames and measuring a hundred meters in length