The horizon was shrouded in mist. Strange Dark Gray Micro-light pulsed across the deep sea, while the waters near the Extreme North were bitingly cold. Beneath the rolling waves, shadows layered like overlapping mountain peaks, carrying such terrifying force that no seasoned sailor dared venture out to fish during this time.
It was clearly only the weather, yet the sea seemed to have been torn apart by some force. Within a certain area, the seawater simply could not close back together, leaving continuous scars like ripped scraps of cloth.
About a thousand meters from the shoreline, the Dark Gray Micro-light gradually shifted from a simple pulse into something clearer, as though it had been permanently fixed in place.
The next moment, a horrifying scene appeared. Within the Dark Gray Micro-light, it was as though an Otherworld had been drawn in. Countless shadows seemed to be waving something, as if trying to tear space apart and swarm into this world.
Yet clearly, these bizarre shadows from outside space could not break through the Spatial Barrier and flood into Douluo Continent.
As the bizarre shadows moved, the Dark Gray Micro-light became increasingly distinct. Like a Light Screen, it reflected the dark image of that Otherworld upon the sea.
But after that, there were no further changes. Half an hour passed, and the Dark Gray Micro-light on the sea gradually dispersed, vanishing without a trace, as though someone had suddenly awakened from a dream.
The gray clouds overhead scattered somewhat, allowing sunlight to find an opening and spill across the sea. Beneath the sparkling waves, the torn sea surface began to recover as well, though the scene had been far too subtle for anyone to notice.
"Bzzzt."
The Core Magic Array stopped operating.
The projection cast upon the wall vanished abruptly. Within the