"I hope to restore Wu Yu's left hand to its original state."

Wu Yu stood there dumbfounded. This statement surprised him even more than Violet becoming the chosen one. At least the former had some basis in fact, but the wish she made was something Wu Yu had never even dreamed of.

Wu Yu was filled with doubt, but he found himself unable to speak. His entire body was bound by a magical power, and golden threads emerged from the void and began to wrap around his body until they formed a cocoon, plunging Wu Yu into a golden ocean.

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The imperial palace, now replaced by a starry night.

When the power of God descended upon the world, Philliss also sensed it.

At this moment, the Eternal Heaven, which had been transformed into a black box, was placed in front of her, and the city's protective array, which had been broken, had been transformed into a projection.

This is just a projection; to truly break through the city's protective formation, it needs to be made into reality.

Philliss picked up the purple crystal sword he held in his right hand and, without hesitation, slashed open his left wrist. Blood gushed out, and royal blood flowed continuously onto the black box.

Then the blood seemed to transform into threads, extending along the array patterns, and the projections were gradually replaced by reality.

"Click".

A series of crisp sounds began to emanate from the capital, and the previously invisible array began to appear intermittently.

The city's protective formation is inherently linked to the royal bloodline. Although the emperor has always held control over it, as long as the power of the royal bloodline is present, breaking the formation will be much easier.

At this moment, Philliss, as the purest heir to the royal bloodline, and with the help of the divine artifact, successfully altered the entire formation.

"Boom." Space distorted, and everyone heard a collapse sound, leaving them with a vague sense of insecurity.

On this day that should have been filled with joy, the great formation that had protected the capital for a thousand years collapsed in an instant.

"Thud." She casually tossed the crystal sword to the ground, and a beam of holy light flashed. The wound on Phillis's wrist instantly healed, and her pale face, which had become deathly pale from blood loss, gradually regained its color.

Having left the Land of Transformation, Phillis's eyes were filled with excitement, and she couldn't wait to announce it there.

"Let's begin, the prelude to the apocalypse."