The material level of a habitable planet exploded, suddenly blooming in the dark deep space with a destructive brilliance that had not been seen for thousands of years!
And the huge roar, carried by the escaping dense matter particles, was carried to a distant realm far beyond the imagination of mortal beings.
The violent fire is the wail of planet destruction.
At this moment, it was as if a new small star was born! No matter how deep the darkness was, it could not show its ferocity under such brilliance.
And the fragile body of flesh and blood evaporates instantly in this immeasurable high temperature!
Solid rock, or soft flesh.
In this case, there is no essential difference.
burst!
glare!
roar!
The wailing of the creatures is just the unbearable conjecture of those who witnessed it.
Desperate prayers are just trembling hallucinations on the part of onlookers.
That noise mixed with infinite light and heat is the chorus of billions of substances melting, evaporating, and rising!
Yi Xia stood in the blazing deep sky holding a witch flag.
Shock waves intertwined with planetary material particles roared past his side.
The witch fire surrounding Yi Xia's majestic body seemed to be blown away.
They burn along the remains of those materials.
Looking from a more magnificent perspective, it seems as if Yi Xia has a burning cloak and a fiery red cloak on her body.
This is the home base of the Void Sect somewhere.
They found a livable planet in this dark corner. On it, they established their own dark kingdom.
They plundered, enslaved, and annexed numerous civilizations.
Countless creatures suffer eternal torture and curse in this dark kingdom.
No existence with reason and normal life can escape from this terrifying world.
The indescribable power of distortion and corruption makes this place seem to have completely fallen into the void of chaos.
Here they sing the praises of the void, here they declare terror.
The struggle and resistance of all things will be reduced to powerlessness and futility here.
The deprivation of reason is the praise of madness.
The distortion of flesh and blood is the carnival of the fallen.
They used their corrupted limbs to leave traces of decay on the twisted earth.
They use their crazy consciousness to burn the sound of despair on the rotting sky...
Of course, that was the scene that belonged to this planet a few hours or a shorter time ago.
And now, here, there is no planet that can be more pure and clean than it.
Fire is the best purification and redemption of darkness...
Under one of Yi Xia's arms with a long snake winding around it, in the palm as wide as land, a large number of creatures were crawling in it.
That was an extra arm derived from Yi Xia's original left hand.
And now, it has become the final place of salvation for those who have not yet been distorted.
They may be lucky:
Just after completing the transformation from free people to slaves, the great witch traced the coordinates of the void and came to this world.
But even this brief contact caused many of the creatures to develop alienated organs.
They have not yet completed their corruption into the void.
But such a change will make them more vulnerable to attention from the void in the future.
Of course, at this moment, there are no unnecessary eyes outside the exploding planet...
Somewhere in the multiverse
A spiral building with a dazzling posture stands at the intersection of clouds and mountains.
The cold wind blowing from the distant frozen sea formed a huge cloud barrier on the distant mountains.
The brilliance of stars refracts between the buildings and cloud barriers, forming blurred and charming haloes.
Looking from a distance, it seems as if the building is standing in the light and clouds.
Samusedo wiped the moisture from his face. He was nostalgic for the days when he studied in the Gobi Desert.
At least there, it doesn't need to perform internal maintenance every few days.
For rock people like Samusedo, too much water vapor is always uncomfortable.
This is Sam Waybottom.
A magic academy with unique achievements in extraordinary fields such as magic, psionic energy, and void.
Samusedo is a student of this college.
It came here to seek more superior spiritual power.
Of course, for some well-known reasons, it failed to fill in the psychic factions that have more stringent restrictions on bloodlines and resources.
Instead, he joined the relatively remote Void Academy.
A series of subsequent experiences also verified the correctness of Semucedo's decision.
It invests a greater proportion in the acquisition and research of psychic knowledge through the resources obtained from the Void Faction, where competition is relatively gentle.
Although this resulted in Samusedo being mediocre in his major studies.
But Semusedo felt it was worth it.
Who among the serious people studies the void?
Those that are dangerous and taboo.
Even just thinking about it may bring unknown risks to the fringe areas. Only those beings with more noble or stubborn beliefs in this will embark on this bumpy road for various reasons.
According to a long-standing saying in Samway Bolton Void Academy: "Falling into madness is the right path for void scholars..."
From Samusedo's point of view, this is correct.
Being in contact with such a taboo and twisted concept lasted a long time.
Even if there is no accident, it will lead to some alienation to some extent.
Some may be benign and have no impact on life and study. Others may be quite bad and even require specialized treatment and purification.
It is precisely because he has seen so many alarming examples that Samusedo can stay clear enough in this regard.
Although in some aspects, the power of the void is indeed much more useful than spiritual energy...
In a sense, this is also the reason why the Void Faction has always existed in this magic academy.
It gives some individuals with more radical, but not dark and evil purposes, a chance to fulfill their long-cherished wishes.
Speaking of which, this also led to the tense relationship between Sam Waybolton and some local paladins.
Once there is any movement in Samway Bolton, such as a research accident, Samusedo can always see the group of heavily armed paladins at the foot of the mountain.
Shaking his head, Samusedo put away the sheepskin that was stained with moisture on his hands.
It likes this kind of leather with its own smell.
It's always better if it's freshly peeled off.
Because it contains oil, it can help it resist the erosion of water vapor. However, students from other colleges don’t seem to recognize this very much, and they also stereotype it into “alienation of the void”...
Samusedo didn't care.
It walked slowly towards its home academy.
Today is the day to accept the graduation thesis, which has been prepared for a long time.
Although it may not be that outstanding, it can still satisfy the instructor. After just entering the academy, Samusedo noticed a lot of strange looks.
Samusedo felt anxious and quickly checked his status, and found that the worst situation that he was worried about did not appear.
"Do I have traces of alienation?"
The puzzled Samusedo grabbed a familiar classmate and asked, "No."
The classmate shook his head first, then paused and said:
"But it's even worse than that. Your paper was blown up along with Senior Silen's..."