The Sorcerer world.
The vast land was filled with an oppressive aura, as if a terrible disaster was about to descend.
The living beings on the ground would look up at the sky from time to time, their eyes filled with unconcealable fear.
The terrifying vortexes were still spinning in the sky, and the cracks were spreading around the vortexes like dry land.
The longer they looked at it, the more worried they became. They were afraid that the sky would suddenly collapse.
If that was the case, he would definitely not be able to Dodge and would eventually be turned into meat paste.
Such a large piece of sky must be heavier than the mountains.
At that time, nothing in the world would remain, and everything would be turned into dust.
In the mortal world, the officials kept explaining that this was just a natural phenomenon.
There was no danger, and there was no need to worry.
