Nightmare Plain...
The dense clouds in the sky seemed to have been torn open, casting down pillars of bloody light. Across the vast plain, the hills and forests had all become scorched earth flowing with lava.
Countless crystalline red flowers floated amid the torrent of lava, while innumerable blood-red clumps stood upright.
Looking closely, they were "cocoons," each containing something within. At the center of the densest sea of cocoons stood two hazy figures, their savage forms faintly visible, though still indistinct for the moment.
The lava had already covered the entire Nightmare Plain and continued to spread toward the ocean. Upon entering the water, it rapidly cooled and solidified, while the lava behind it continued to blanket and extend onward, endless and inexhaustible.
Wherever it passed, the seawater boiled and churned. The creatures of the sea either died or mutated; even a gentle little fish that managed to survive would bare bloodthirsty fangs.
The boundless lava thus stretched swiftly toward the ocean, like an infinite bridge.
From the Nightmare Plain, now reduced to scorched earth, came waves of swelling, cracking sounds, as though something were breaking out of its cocoon.
Golden Radiance Territory.
The drawn-bow tension between the allied forces of the two worlds had completely subsided. The appearance of the three Devil Realm Empresses and the revelation of "Agulie's" identity had struck like a thunderclap from a clear sky. Before the two armies could digest the vast amount of information contained within, Chen Rui's subsequent battle with the Three Supreme Angels had shaken the entire assembly.
Such strength, coupled with that special identity, was enough to intimidate everyone from both worlds.
The Elf Race's new prophet had appeared, bringing what seemed to be an extremely important message—enough to make even the strongest Three Supreme Angels cease fighting.
"Someone