The entire hall space twisted continuously under pressure, and time also flowed slower. Seemingly thread-like, passing by both sides of the woman's body without touching her.
"Dragon Queen, calm your anger!"
"City Lord, calm your anger!!"
Below in the great hall, a large group of oddly shaped commanders from Shadow City voiced their reassurances one after another.
"The King of Terra has perished! His tribe, due to their rash actions, was largely annihilated by the cultivators of Green Lake Mountain. Compared to them, we are still faring better."
A figure with an elephant head and human body, but with three elephant trunks on the face swinging slightly, reported loudly.
"How is the harvesting going on the side of the Abyss?"
The Dragon Queen asked, furious.
"Most of it has been harvested, only a little is left, at most a hundred years, it will be quick."
A skeleton clad in a black cloak stepped forward to report.
"What about the Underworld?"
