Darkness engulfed the world once more.
In the raging inferno that twisted through space, the only visible sight was the towering silhouette, standing proud and defiant, while God Granny was nowhere to be seen in the smoky haze, let alone the city consumed by fiery rage.
In an instant, waves of flames burnt everything to ashes, as if resentful spirits were undergoing a fiery rebirth, akin to a phoenix rising from the ashes in Nirvana.
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Despite everything, there were little imperfections revealed, a reminder that this was only Qin's way to reach a "perfect masterpiece", forged for a certain woman over time, even though these weapons would ultimately reveal their sharp edges when the time came in this twisted world.
It was as if these negative emotions were weapons stored in an arsenal, waiting to be wielded; however, Sharp Forest didn't seem to possess any negative feelings, he seemed more like a child who contained the emotions he had absorbed.