The charming, alluring woman in the long green dress had a face of exquisite beauty. Her slender frame was not at all frail, but brimming with temptation. A pair of furry tiger ears rose from her head, while beneath her dress, nine golden tiger tails mischievously flicked out one after another, swaying lightly in the sea breeze.
She curiously studied the vast expanse of sea before her. There were only three or five scattered barren islands in these waters, and several gigantic sea beasts lay lazily on the beaches, basking in the sun. There was not the slightest unusual energy fluctuation in the air, nor were there any strange lights and shadows caused by folded or distorted space.
"But the master would never be wrong!" The tiger-eared young woman gave a snickering laugh. "That foolish elf who toyed with other people's dreams should have died long ago. What a disgusting, hateful creature. He actually dared betray the master? Who gave him such nerve?"
With a strange smile tugging at her lips, the young woman glanced toward the sea ahead, then respectfully raised the black scroll in her hand. A thread of thick blood seeped from her mouth as she carefully inscribed a bizarre rune upon the scroll. In an instant, the heavens and earth darkened. Countless hair-thin black rays could be seen converging from every direction, pouring ceaselessly into the scroll.
Carefully releasing the scroll and allowing it to float in midair, the tiger-eared young woman fled backward at top speed. Nine tornadoes rose around her, carrying piercing howls of wind. Wherever she passed, the black tornadoes tore countless tiny cracks through the void itself, showing that the tiger-eared young woman's own strength had reached a startling level.
Far away, a giant albatross with a wingspan exceeding a thousand meters