Enoch was still sleeping soundly, but the entire Divine Tree Realm had fallen in a state of fear and chaos.
Countless people were screaming in the chat channel in panic.
"Why do I feel that the Netherworld's black fog has become even more turbulent? It's as if something is stirring inside!?"
"Can anyone help me? I'm a great beauty, I can help you relieve your loneliness, I'm…"
"I'm begging you, can anyone help me? I really don't want to die!"
"My life will only be in my own hands. What's the use of begging others here? In the end, I can only rely on myself. My life will only be in my own hands!"
"Brother, what do you want to do? Don't do anything stupid!"
"I've decided to go to the Netherworld and take a gamble! If I can find a way to solve the invasion, then it will be because the goddess of fate is smiling at me. If I can't find it, then my fate will stop here!"
