In the Kingdom of Senluo, dark waves raged violently, and the tornadoes formed by elemental chaos tore the land apart with every passing second. The heavy, impermeable rain curtain submerged the sky and the earth. Occasionally, a pitch-black lightning would streak across the clouds, and boiling magma would surge to the surface, presenting an apocalyptic scene. Within the nightmare-like dark waves, the faint dawn Silver Lamp seemed so insignificant, flickering as if it could extinguish at any moment.
But Weiser, upon seeing this scene, felt not worry but rather joy.
The Senluo of old was gloomy and deathly silent, like a decaying corpse, which Weiser could only delay in its decay despite her efforts. Now, although the sky and earth were in turmoil, under the surging elemental reaction, the once doomed corpse showed faint signs of life.
