"No... don't..."
The Nameless Bishop's wings trembled, and his figure instantly vanished from the spot.
The rope had already been tied tightly.
After finishing the preparations, Lin Lan shifted his gaze back to the flower sea, but found that the Apocalypse Believers who had just been threatening had disappeared.
"Wow, they sure ran fast..."
The Foreigner murmured out loud, his gaze piercing through layers of illusions, he finally saw the true essence beneath the deep sea.
An ancient-looking Flower Palace was embedded in the cracks on the planet's surface.
In the deepest part of the hall, a 'girl' sat kneeling, unclothed. She had two pairs of arms, her body pristine and spotless, adorned with vibrant petals and sweet dewdrops.
Lin Lan couldn't describe the divine beauty of that face with words; anyone who glimpsed the true form of the Beauty God was destined to forever sink into the ultimate beauty.
