A pale light covered the entire soil, and the space became chaotic and abnormal under the illumination of this light.

It was as if it had been submerged in pure white sugar water, completely succumbing to a state of stagnation.

Whether it's the pitch-black deep space or the surrounding space occupied by countless spectators.

In that instant of magic's outpouring, everyone was immersed in a state of pure numbness.

The audience could no longer hear the sounds of wind and rain mingling with thunder.

Even the nonchalant words Viktor had just uttered.

It's like the magic flow of a magic stone being rapidly suppressed, where information quickly condenses and then dissipates.

Despite the world turning pale, the seven enormous primordial demons behind Victor appeared extraordinary in this dazzling light.

Each of them seemed like an outsider who had suddenly intruded into this space.

The vivid and straightforward colors strongly impacted the visual experience of every audience member present.

It grinned greedily, patted its belly, and slowly opened its enormous, black maw, as deep as an abyss.

The greasy tongue swirled inside the mouth, and a thick, dark ink gushed out as if vomited, quickly engulfing the space it occupied.

The ink unabashedly pollutes the world shrouded in white light.

The stars and winds that should have been howling were rendered powerless in the darkness, allowing the blackness to spread gradually.

Immediately afterwards, this darkness, like a writhing swamp, exuded an incomparably intense greedy desire.

Buzz—

The next second, above this chaotic black ink, a crimson storm surged violently.

Each crimson iron filings were swept into the storm, forming a swirling vortex in mid-air.

Sharp steel blades tore through space, as if space itself was bleeding crimson blood under the raging force.

Soon, the twisted and swirling dark swamp began to fluctuate wildly.

Each roll of ink seems to become elastic, constantly expanding and contracting under the impact of internal forces.

It was as if something was trying to break free from its restraints.

This fluctuation grew stronger, and as it twisted and writhed, clumps of withered, yellow thorny vines roared out of the darkness.

Sharp thorns pierced the wind, which was already stained with blood, and dense brambles suddenly rose up from all directions.

Like ropes bursting forth, they converged towards the sky and the center of the crimson storm.

It coiled and climbed around the body of the "Earth Calamity," which was shrouded in pale light, and then extended terrifying spikes outwards.

Jealousy's body fluctuates wildly with the surge of its emotions, and the thorns wrapped around it tremble slightly with each breath.

Each spike seemed to be growing outward, piercing through the space, and tinged with a withered yellow.

As thorns sprouted, pale clouds drifted slowly down from the distant depths.

A thick fog engulfed the earth and soil, and a languid and drowsy atmosphere quickly filled the air around the thorns.

The already pale space was instantly shrouded in this cloud of shadows.

Everything around seemed to have been erased, becoming hazy and difficult to discern.

At that very moment, several pink figures emerged upside down from the white clouds.

They circled together, displaying their graceful curves to the earth.

The figure, enveloped in soft pink, became blurred.

But enveloped in this mesmerizing pink glow, each figure seemed to wear a seductive smile.

It exuded a powerful, alluring aura that spread in all directions and even into the sky, its captivating laughter echoing across the heavens.

As the sound fluctuated, the pink glow spread rapidly.

At this moment, the extreme fluctuations of desire seemed to be amplified several times, echoing in this colorful space.

A faint green light enveloped the vast expanse of soil.

In the dark, surging abyss of mud, a faint green light shot out from the strange colors and quickly spread in all directions.

The deep, dark green hue cast an ethereal glow over the surrounding audience seats.

The faint ripples seemed to imbue the originally pale space with a hazy hue, before it rapidly collapsed.

Under the influence of six distant demons, chaos became abnormally distorted.

The intense emotions, like towering ocean waves, converged at the center of the arena, crashing against the stagnant space and the indifference of the audience.

Its appearance seemed to have shrouded everyone in this insane prison.

Everyone seems to be trapped in the cage of desire, becoming slaves to their emotions.

At that very moment, ripples slowly appeared in the depths of the once pristine white sky.

A long, winding, azure dragon slowly appeared in this pale landscape.

Its enormous and dreamlike body is almost identical to the dense star map floating high in the sky.

Its dazzling and dreamlike appearance makes it the focus of the sky, and any other color appears weak and stark in this azure iridescence.

The colossal dragon high in the sky displayed its extreme arrogance to the earth, its fingers slowly slicing through the sky.

Within the pale rift, the nebula's azure hue cascaded forth like a waterfall, gathering in the dragon's palm.

The stars created a dazzling light in this space, and the exotic beauty made countless viewers stare wide-eyed.

They gazed at the starlight that swept away indifference and made the world seem restless.

An ominous premonition suddenly arose in the hearts of countless people.

As expected,

The next second, the dragon flipped its hand and suddenly threw the enormous star that had been gathered in its palm down to the earth.

Azure meteorites pierce through the pale world, their long, intricate patterns sweeping across every inch of space.

The strange colors quickly re-stained the sky, covered the earth, and even enveloped all the seats where the audience was located.

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