The reversal of time was still continuing, but the scene before him had become deeply thought-provoking.
The fleeing beings from just now had vanished.
In their place appeared a group of dignified, lavishly dressed beings.
They appeared atop Mount Lamu, staring at Lamu Palace with faces full of disdain.
"What is this garbage?"
One of the beings spat viciously toward the magnificent palace.
"This mountain is useless now. Does this broken palace even deserve to remain?"
"Everyone! Why don't we tear this wretched palace down together?"
"We can use it to celebrate the fact that we'll never be manipulated by anyone again!"
"This is a great era—an era without the Swordlord!"
The group of beings wantonly destroyed Lamu Palace, then pushed down Mount Lamu itself before finally leaving in satisfaction.
…
When Daniel saw this, his brows knitted tighter and tighter.
