Night fell. The slaves of the various major factions had spent a day that was not much different from before. Some of them could not even find peace at night.
Tonight was a little different from usual. It was unknown when it started, but the surroundings gradually became quiet. Even the "masters" who were usually about to come over to torture them did not push open the door and walk in.
In the darkness, rustling sounds could be heard, but it somehow brought a sense of security. The sufferers who were curled up in the cages gradually closed their eyes. Illusory seeds sprouted, grew, and bloomed in places that all living beings could not see...
Invisible connections were placed between the strongholds of the Nvhen Kingdom, Sun Island, Gu Sect, and Hehuan Island. Even shallower than these connections were the gray lines between the enslaved beings, flickering at times, changing unpredictably.
