That voice... indescribable!
Yan Luo heard a voice in his mind, but he couldn't describe exactly what it was like.
He only knew that the voice was both high-pitched and deep, both hoarse and resonant, full of contradictions.
"Evil God?"
Suddenly alarmed, Yan Luo turned his head and looked around.
—He discovered nothing!
This was the first cry of the Evil God at its birth, announcing its arrival to the world and proclaiming its existence to the universe.
Upon not seeing the Evil God, Yan Luo turned his gaze back to the Floating City.
At that moment, all the elves in the academy raised their heads, looking at Yan Luo, who was suspended in mid-air.
They all said in unison, "Yan Luo, run!"
What?
Yan Luo's face was filled with horror.
Hundreds of thousands of elves spoke the same sentence together, their voices echoing through the air with such resonance that the very stones of the Floating City began to crack.
