Time kept passing by.
The four ghost kings were stationed at different comers of Darsia. Meanwhile, Roman continued to recover his energy, and Francis gazed into the distance, still and deep in thought.
At the very top, Rafael and Melody were still unconscious in the formations. As for the Mortal Realm, the people were already aware of what was going to happen. Given the significance of the event, it was important to inform them in advance so they could be prepared.
Unlike in the past, there was no panic. Instead, everything was very orderly, and there was no need for excessive organization.
Everyone knew what they needed to do.
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