At the same time, a relieved smile appeared on Count Laureen's twisted face.

The colossal body that blotted out the sky seemed to have shed its immense weight, shrinking slightly.

Then he looked up.

The blood sphere in his mouth suddenly gushed out, shooting straight into the sky.

In an instant, the world lost its color.

The blood-red sky was shattered completely, and all the blood-red clouds were scattered and dispersed.

The attack struck the blood-red moon high in the sky, instantly creating cracks across its crimson surface.

The next second, the circular blood moon shattered completely, and deep red blood seemed to gush out from the sky, splashing everywhere.

As if receiving some kind of signal, Viktor immediately raised his staff.

A phantom of a scale slowly emerged above the golden bird's head.

The scales tipped over Earl Laureen, weighing his good and evil.

A deep aura of blood was drawn from Count Laureen's body and landed on the side of the Libra's tray.

The golden scales began to sway slightly, eventually coming to a stop, while the side symbolizing 'goodness' tilted gently downwards.

At this moment, a faint, ethereal golden aura emanated from Libra.

A gentle breeze rustles through the wheat field, creating a hazy outline of a human figure.

A dazzling, broad golden array surged in the air, and the totem gradually revealed a golden ear of wheat.

A colossal, illusory figure slowly emerged.

She looked like a goddess wearing a flower crown.

She gracefully appeared in the golden wheat field, holding a gleaming ear of wheat in her hand.

With a kind and gentle smile, she looked at Earl Laureen with peaceful eyes.

In an instant, the trench coat on Victor's back trembled like flames, bursting forth with a bright, blazing light.

[Scorching Earth]

It was midnight, yet the awe-inspiring sun slowly rose from the horizon.

It hung high in the sky, replacing the shattered blood moon of the past.

A vast amount of magic poured down with the sunlight, falling like golden raindrops onto Count Laureen's tall figure.

The sky brightened instantly, and the light of dawn illuminated the brilliant Milky Way.

Golden waves of wheat swayed in the wind, casting warm sunlight onto everyone's faces.

It allows everyone's eyes to reflect a hopeful tomorrow.

A sacred light slowly spread from the sky, embracing every life present.

Warmth resurfaced, as if the ice submerged in the ocean thousands of meters deep was being melted by its radiance.

Like countless blazing blades gleaming with bright light, they cleaved through the murky, deep fog, cutting through the fire of the soul as well.

It's noon—

[Supernatural Magic - A Parting Gift to the Mother Goddess of Abundance]