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Boom.
The next second, space turbulence surged.
In a shattered, desolate Chaotic Void, ruins seemed to reflect an era of melancholy.
On the throne, the tattered black cloak hung on the chair slowly took flight, traversing space turbulence, and fell before Ning Zheng.
Rustling~
This black misty cloak turned out to be an energy body, with shadow but formless.
Upon landing in the room, it was visible yet intangible, incredibly peculiar.
The cloak slowly covered a square server, which then vanished into void, becoming shadowy and formless as well.
Ning Zheng reached out to touch the server, feeling nothing but sensing this unique Magical Artifact that recognized its owner.
With a thought.
Whoosh!
The shadow server abruptly merged into Ning Zheng's shadow, becoming one.
"Interesting." Ning Zheng realized carrying this server would be much more convenient in the future.
From this, he boldly suspected something.
