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On the fortress made of formations on top of the mountain, the expressions of the experts who were guarding it changed. This was because layers of formations had suddenly been erased at some unknown time. Immense amounts of corruption source origin capable of blotting out the sun surged towards them. As the soldiers looked on with hazy eyes, three figures walked forward.
The first figure was an old lady carrying a basket of fresh, colorful flowers. Her expression was kind, but there was a world of endless miasma in the void behind her. Inside the miasma were countless living creatures wailing out in pain. The more they wailed, the denser the miasma became.
The second figure was a young man who was bare-headed and barefooted. The strangest thing...
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