"I understand."
Lis nodded.
That place Lis certainly won't go short-term; it's likely to be the place all Divine beings are most concerned about.
But right now, Lis needs to first solve the current problems.
Lis pondered for a moment, making a decision in his heart.
After speaking with Adela, Lis didn't hesitate, and with a swift movement, he transformed into a stream of light, charging alone towards the world rift spanning the horizon.
As Lis passed through the battlefield where the Abyss Blood Battle once raged, the once lush and verdant Elf Forest had already turned into a desolate wasteland, with a shocking sense of ruin enveloping the surroundings.
Simultaneously, under the influence of the distant mutations, the sky was no longer clear blue but was shrouded by layers of thick, dark gray fog.
Like a filthy, worn-out silk sheet closely covering the heavens and earth.
Lis surveyed the surroundings, every corner in sight exuding an aura of dead silence and desolation.
