The center of the Sun Crown

A young girl, her eyes slightly closed, floated in mid-air. Her long, light golden hair flowed gently down her back like water. This blonde was none other than Loran Hill. With the Sun Crown upon her, her form had undergone considerable transformation.

Her originally silver hair was dyed gold, and her eyes changed from light blue to an amber-like glazed gold. In the center of her forehead, a sun pattern wrapped in wings appeared. Behind it were three pairs of enormous, transparent golden wings.

Finally, her entire body was enveloped by a giant wheel. This wheel of golden flames kept spinning behind her, revealing the intricate patterns and symbols within it.

After a long time, when countless people were looking at the 'sun' at the top of the sky, it finally began to change.

Just like ripples gently spreading in the water, the world suddenly became quiet, all sounds were temporarily extinguished, and all intelligent creatures between heaven and earth heard a voice at the same time. The voice was low, majestic, and unstoppable.

The sky suddenly darkened, and all the lights began to disappear. Only the crown of the sun in the sky remained blazing, burning with the eternal flame of life.

Then, seven huge horn shadows slowly emerged from the void. These horns seemed to symbolize different powers. When they appeared, everyone felt a huge oppression and uneasiness.

The people on the earth looked up at the magnificent miracle in the sky. Some began to kneel down in fear, some began to pray devoutly, and some seemed to want to avoid the ubiquitous light and heat.

But no matter how the billions and tens of billions of creatures on earth cursed and prayed, the seven giant horns remained unmoved and gradually turned into real existences.

Soon, the seven trumpets sounded in unison, and the deep sound seemed to rise from everyone's heart, so loud and shocking.

All the uneasiness and fear are far away at this moment, and the fragile heart is like a transparent glass castle, solid and clear, isolated from the distorted and dirty voices.

Then, the second horn sounded.

Distant stars shine brightly at this moment, turbulence is highly turbulent, and stellar winds carrying protons and electrons spread from the center of the galaxy and blow towards the surrounding planets.

The entire planet is enveloped by this high-speed solar wind, and numerous particles are guided by the magnetic field, passing through the atmospheric flow layer, leaving behind a curtain-like aurora.

Such wind has a faint golden halo. Under the guidance of a certain existence, it shuttles through every corner and crevice of the world, chasing every unclean thing.

Thus, the distorted phantoms all over the world were gradually annihilated and turned into dust in the stellar wind blessed by the crown of the sun.

Then the third blast of the horn sounded.

Amidst the blazing flames, the numerous vortices slowly converged, shrinking until they vanished completely. The only shadow visible on the earth was the abyss within Mozwa, roiling with countless twisted forms. Dark, turbid phantoms constantly counteracted and annihilated the flames, preventing the exit from closing.

Then the fourth blast of the trumpet sounded.

A beam of scorching sunlight shone from the eternally blazing star, piercing through the vast and empty universe, reaching this tiny planet, and shining directly on the surging black abyss.

Like a raging fire consuming oil, hundreds of thousands, millions of twisted phantoms struggled in agony within the blazing pillar of light, transforming into smoke and dust. The scorching heat blanketed the earth, gradually melting this part of the planet into a beautiful, transparent glass.

And in this glass and flames, a small crimson spark was also surrounded by the scorching sun and flew out, returning to the sun crown in the sky.

Finally, a crystal-like glass land was formed in Mozwa, and the once prosperous city disappeared.

Just as the horn was about to sound its fifth blow, a long, ancient, angry dragon roar echoed from the peaceful world. It came from the edge of the star system, carrying a completely different mission.

This dragon was so huge that its wingspan spanned thousands of kilometers. Its dark body was covered with flowing dark red light like electronic signals, and there were seven layers of sharp horns and a crown on its head.

As it arrived, a deep red stream gushed out of its mouth, crossing the galaxy and directly hitting the crown of the sun, causing violent energy sparks and even causing slight damage to the edge of the crown.

"Original Sequence 10: Bahamut, the Dragon of Destruction."

Looking at the dragon with seven horns and a crown, Roland Hill remembered this legendary name. As one of the only two Sequence 10 dragons left after the catastrophe of the Twilight Age, it was a powerful force serving the Moon Crown.

Among the few remaining Sequence 10s, the power of this dragon is extremely rare.

But what worries Loran Hill more is not the dragon, but its arrival, which symbolizes another thing.

Sure enough, just outside the planet, as many angels and dragons gradually approached and prepared for battle, a silver shining crown began to be outlined on the outside of the planet.

The intricate and precise pattern is divided into six sides, each side representing a different phase of the moon, some like bowstrings, some like curved boats, and some round like wheels.

When this beautiful silver crown was formed, ripples appeared in the space, the light was slightly distorted, and the star system originally controlled by the Sun Crown gradually lost 100% of its suppressive power, and the extraordinary people in the world also regained some of their strength.

Loran Hill stared at the silver crown. When the figure inside it gradually became clear, she finally understood and comprehended the mastermind behind the series of events.

Remembering the witch of Purple Moon, Selene, her face is still exactly the same as before, but the difference is that now there is a hint of indifference and indifference in her eyes, lacking the compassion and tenderness she once had. Perhaps this is the price of experiencing a long time.

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