{Guess what fun is coming?}
The group slowly approached the depths of the Cloud Marble Heavenly Palace. As they ventured deeper, the illusion-like crimson mist grew denser.
Not only that, the sounds of slaughter from the battlefield and the strange roars in an unknown language were affecting Stelle and the others' minds, making their faces turn pale and their eyes begin to redden with bloodlust.
"Uh..."
"The killing intent is too intense. Everyone, hold on to yourselves and think of happy things!"
Phainon noticed something was off about Stelle's expression and hurriedly shouted. Stelle's bloodthirsty, ferocious gaze froze the moment she heard his call.
She hurriedly recalled the wonderful times she had spent with the Stellaron Hunters, trying to drive the boiling killing intent and desire for destruction from her mind.
"Ugh—"
Stelle gripped her baseball bat tightly. Right now, everyone's heads looked like balls to her, and she really wanted to rush over and smack one with her bat.
Especially when she saw the sharp dragon horns atop Yinyueyue's head, a sentence suddenly surfaced in Stelle's mind for some reason.
{Dry, shriveled, and not round at all. Spin her!}
Stelle's gaze turned dark crimson as she looked excitedly at Yinyueyue, making her expression change as she hid behind Theresa.
"Uh—"
Castorice also felt an intense killing intent rising within her. She panted as she struggled to suppress her emotions and keep the aura of death from erupting. Otherwise, some people present might vanish in an instant.
"God said—let there be laughter!"
Seeing this, Theresa smiled and called out those words. The Aha mask at her waist immediately burst into wild laughter.
"HAHAHA—"
The laughter of the Aha mask startled everyone. The killing intent in their hearts was instantly flooded by merriment, and they all began laughing loudly in unison.