The scale of the blizzard was becoming increasingly astonishing.
Several moth drones with transparent wings navigated flexibly through the snowstorm, transmitting the disturbing scene back to the screen in full.
Snowflakes the size of goose feathers stained with eerie red spots were sharply cleaved into fine powder by the storm, as if they were colliding, fighting, vying for ownership of the sky!
Meanwhile, it seemed as if something had drained the world of its colors, the coastline, harbor, city walls, Royal Court, all the contours of the buildings turned dark red and blurry, as if overlapping with another space.
A feeling of weightlessness began to grip everyone's senses.
"The sea is dyeing the land..."
Inside the control area, the well-informed Ed stared at the screen, his voice hoarse: "The Celestial Calamity followers have contaminated the 'space' within Royal City Camelot, attempting to sacrifice everyone to the Abyss Celestial Calamity..."
