The blessing of the Night Divine Domain quietly shimmered with golden light.
Gapar lay silently on the ground, staring unblinkingly at the starry night sky.
The air carried the rustling sound of grass swaying in the wind, the footsteps of animals running, and the melodic singing of the Ancestor Spirit people.
But there was not a single sound coming from Gapar himself.
He just stared at the night sky without moving; if it weren't for the faint rise and fall of his chest, passersby might have thought he was a corpse.
Actually, he felt the biggest difference between himself and a corpse right now was that he was still breathing and couldn't stop thinking.
The stars in the night sky gradually transformed into the round shape of the Biomimetic Tear Drop, which then slowly morphed.
It turned into a Faded with three heads and six arms, holding a long spear and Big Shield, curved sword and curved sword, Magic Wand and another Magic Wand.
