Two Worlds

Another continent hung upside down and fell from the sky. Two worlds were being destroyed by a "slow collision" beyond comprehension. This was some surreal kind of "impact," not merely a simple physical contact—after seeing the spreading distortion, chaos, and madness within the forest, Lucretia had vaguely realized this truth.

Under any other circumstances, she would probably have gladly undertaken a long and arduous study of it. She would have contacted scholars from the various city-states and brought brilliant minds together to uncover every secret of this collision.

But this was clearly not the right time.

The paper boat was rocking wildly amid a violent shock, like a tiny skiff caught in a storm. Centered on the continuously collapsing Xilantis, the shock spread wantonly across the entire world, then seemed to rebound as if reflected by the "end" of the world, echoing between heaven and earth again and again.

Amid the violent impacts and tearing forces far beyond human resistance, the little paper boat made an unsettling ripping sound. Even the powerful "Sea Witch" felt her control over the vessel rapidly approaching its limit.

Shirley immediately noticed the gravity in Lucretia's expression. Clutching A'gou's head, she let out a shrill cry, "Are we going to fall?!"

Lucretia frowned tightly. She did not answer Shirley's cry, instead swiftly sweeping her gaze across this shattered world that was rapidly approaching destruction. Then she suddenly raised a hand and pointed toward the distant ground. "We'll land over there."

"Isn't that just asking to die?!" Shirley immediately shouted. "Do you see anywhere left on the ground to stand?!"

"The 'erosion' has stopped. At this stage, flames are burning everything—just fire. It's far friendlier than those bizarre, mutated shadows." Lucretia glanced at Shirley, ignored her reaction, and began steering the teetering paper boat swiftly toward