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It was the dawn of the third day.
Liu Zhenhan, riding the fire cranes, bid farewell to Cui Beixi and Rovi separately. After taking a round over the Donau Wasteland, he flew back to Fecund Green. Almost the moment the fire crane landed, the magical flames on the Red Earth Highland extinguished.
The sky-filling magical flames disappeared completely, as if they had never appeared before.
After the fire spirits faded, the ancient stone statue embedded in the red earth soil layer turned from transparent red to grape-like dark purple in an instant, reminding many people of the color of an evil aura.
The statue's face, though incomplete yet valiant, slowly formed cracks under the cold wind. From one crack to two, and then to many more, they spread like an infection, crossing each other and looking like a spider's web, covering the massive body of the stone statue.
