Beneath the blood-colored dusk.
The terrifying Origin Energy storm that swept over two-thirds of the area of the Stone Demon Statue Capital had completely intertwined the Reality Realm, the Spiritual Realm, the Shadow Realm, and the Dream Layer.
The capital of the Stone Golem Empire was ruined, and the world-class ecological realms here were likely to be destroyed as well.
After all, this place lacks a large number of Entropic Steam Towers and does not have creatures like St. Land, which itself has been a magical being settled over thousands of years.
The ecology here is much more fragile than imagined.
The dusky twilight, woven with mists of blood and vigor, reflected on everyone's faces, as if they were all bathed in the light of a sea of blood.
Archbishop Aristotle looked at Tuck with great solemnity.
Though the Archbishop had no eyes, this scrutiny exerted immense pressure on Tuck.
After a moment, Aristotle spoke with a smile.
