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Inside a crystal-clear, glass bottle there was a red liquid, not the fresh red or dark red of blood, but a flaming orange-red one. Even when set steadily on the ground, the orange-red liquid continued to ripple slightly, and even those, who knew no magic, could clearly feel the destructive power brewed within.
Vivian's face wore an innocent, pure smile. She gently pointed her finger at the red glass bottle. Suddenly, the liquid in the bottle started to glow. As if an invisible hand held the bottle, it slowly rose in the air, and floated towards the Terror Beast, trapped amidst four large stones.
