It was now 23:00.
The World Chat Channel opened again, and this time, many different voices appeared. Players in the Sea of Miracles were reporting on conditions in their respective regions. Pink mist had begun spreading in many places, not just the Sea of Dreams.
It was simply that these places were not at the center of the outbreak, and the affected areas were limited, so their waters were still displayed as the Sea of Miracles.
But considering the scale of the impact, once the expanding Sea of Dreams reached these regions, it would probably assimilate them into the Sea of Dreams immediately.
As such, the Sea of Dreams would expand faster later on, and the Sea of Miracles would become riddled with holes. The situation was especially severe in regions far from the Holy Capital, where many islands had already been swallowed by pink mist.
There were affected areas in the brightly illuminated regions too, but with people from the Radiant Holy Church clearing them out and containing them, the impact was much smaller.
The Penitent Knights in their Penitent Armor were completely unaffected by dreams. They would reach the affected areas as quickly as possible and deal with the people who had brought the trouble...
Yang Yi browsed the reports and pictures sent by players in various places, mainly hoping to find information about Paladins, but he found none.
However, a strange message suddenly appeared in the World Chat Channel. Its font differed from the other players' messages, resembling the picture on an old television suffering from interference, riddled with static.
"...I am... Radiant... Church... Oracle... Saintess Istil... notifying all players enslaved by the system... as soon as possible... fly a white flag... head to the Holy Capital... we can help you break free of the system's control...