In the library, Tang Qi looked in amazement at the deathly silent universe and the scenes unfolding upon that lively, bizarre land.
The method Fate Bitch had displayed to draw the Primal Mother into the war was brutally simple.
Yet after some rapid thought, Tang Qi concluded that the Chance of Success was extremely high, perhaps even more feasible than Sharlimie's mad plan.
If it had been Sessaro's or Ispatranie's other children, the moment they realized the song came from the Primal Mother, they would undoubtedly flee or take some other drastic action to ruin the coming scheme.
But Herus is a stupid, brutal blind weak god. Ambushed by the Primal Divine Art: Skin-Dwelling Song, he has fallen directly into delirium. He will have no power to resist the "good fortune" about to befall him.
As he muttered, Tang Qi ignored all other lifeforms, his gaze entirely fixed upon that terrifying yet ludicrous figure.
And at last, the song filled with horrifying contamination reached its peak.
Boom!
In an instant, that deathly silent universe froze briefly.
The next moment, the universe boiled over.
Countless streams of dark green and pink intertwined "breath" began to rise. No one knew where they came from, but in the blink of an eye, they filled the nameless universe and every corner of the shadowy land and black forest upon its sole planet.
The hundreds of millions of extraordinary lifeforms, already drawn here by the song and unable to restrain their desires, reached their limits amid those breaths.
They wanted to engage in the most primal, most pleasurable communication with other lifeforms. Race, gender—none of it mattered.
But not yet.
Even the Quamet Tribe, acknowledged as the most uninhibited race in Boundless Mystery, restrained themselves. With their heads raised, they gazed in mad reverence at