“Arbiter HP: 50%... 20%... System Crash.”
The giant didn’t just disappear; it broke apart. Glass flew everywhere, falling all over the deck in a wild storm of shards.
Now nothing blocked the way to the Ring-Synchronizer. Carter stared up at the golden rings. He could feel the power of Level 25 building inside him—whatever he unleashed on the Arbiter, it all came back to him now, sharper and deadlier than before.
He glanced at the rings, wind whipping around him. “The rings are next,” he said, his voice carrying out into the open.
The Ring-Synchronizer looked like something out of a fever dream—a pillar of liquid gold, holding up three enormous rings, each one spinning endlessly, humming so loud you could feel it in your bones. Carter pressed his hands against the metal. He felt the pul
