Juno's outburst plunged the orchestra, which had just played a beautiful melody for the city, bringing happiness and fantasy, into struggle and resentment.
The Dwarf Conductor's expression changed, seemingly wanting to defend itself, but before it could speak, Tang Qi snapped his fingers again.
Instantly, the sea of flowers above the city disappeared.
Replaced by projections from all over the world, a scene of utter devastation and complete destruction.
Is there a way for a magicless world to enter high magic rhythmically and allow the life within to adapt to such changes?
Of course, there is, but it definitely is not the "Spirit Summoning Box" method.
With seven hundred and seventy-one cards in tow, the divine artifact is more like a tumor violently entering the world, spreading cancer cells first, directly transforming the world, and then quickly polluting it.
