Light from seven suns poured down from the sky. Their brilliance was so dazzling that Green couldn't help narrowing his eyes.
Once Green had adjusted to the light, he looked up at the sky. A faint sense of delight stirred within him, but before he could take a closer look, the first thing he saw was seven suns radiating different colors.
Red, yellow, green, blue, purple, black, white!
Each of the seven suns in the sky shone with a different color, and each produced a different kind of radiation.
With only a moment's awareness, Green felt the radiation of various forces: searing heat, mutation, transformation, loss of control, death.
Under the power of these seven suns, even ordinary lifeforms—and even First- or Second-Level lifeforms—would suffer damage over time, or even die.
The land of the Dream World had become a barren wasteland beneath the scorching heat of the seven suns.
Still, a thin carpet of dark-red Abyssal Moss covered the surface. The seven suns had no effect on it; on the contrary, powered by their light, it seemed to be growing even faster.
An invisible will rose from the Abyssal Moss on the ground. It circled around Green's body, sending out messages of jubilant celebration.
Green released a little of his own Soul Power, soothing both the suns in the sky and the Abyssal Moss on the ground.
Then Green began to examine them closely.
After tens of thousands of years of evolution, the Abyssal Moss on the ground and the suns in the sky seemed to have formed a hidden connection.
He released his Soul Power and read their memories. He immediately understood what had happened.
"So that's it. They've joined forces using a model like Mankodrass's, increasing their ability to survive!" Green murmured.
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