"That's right, attack."
"The ultimate fate of workers is to attack!"
"To work for a boss is to attack the boss!"
He said with a laugh, "I'm going to take down this fortress! I'm going to burn this era to ashes!"
At this moment, Count Dracula realized that none of this was an illusion anymore. Looking at the huge rainbow pressing at his doorstep and everything distorting within the domain of the rainbow, its concepts and nature were changing;
At this moment, the servants working in the Count's Domain were, to various extents, undergoing transformation. They couldn't resist the contamination of the rainbow, their souls screaming in madness as they fell, turning into a kaleidoscope of colors—even the elves working on his farm turned into a colorful black.
Even the dogs by the road had turned into rainbow dogs.
"Brother, something's wrong!"