After losing a massive amount of planetary energy, the resistance of the entire planet drastically weakened. It is gradually dying.
The white pupil in the sky, originally gigantic, is now becoming even larger, even more immense.
"You should leave as well." Di-Pa noticed this, snapping out of his shock, "I can't leave, but you can. Don't wait here to die."
"It's too late." Zhang Rongfang whispered. "At this distance, it has already noticed us."
"It!?!" Di-Pa was slightly stunned.
Suddenly, he seemed to realize something and looked straight up at the surface of the white pupil.
The surface of the blazing, dazzling fireball was now rapidly bulging into an enormous human-like face.
Countless sharp cries of agony exploded out of nowhere in their ears.
Countless voices, countless screams, converging into a single character—Yi.
Decay everything, dissolve everything.
The originally pure white glow of the white pupil began rapidly transforming into a faint gray.
