Vol 2 Chapter 699: bright

"We must speed up, Thor!"
In the evil sea of ​​the dark world, inside the treasure ship Skidplatny, Lord, the of desire, was also full of disappointment: "Belek, the king of gluttons, is so fierce, in his heyday, at least for fear and abuse. The Lord has destroyed seven worlds. But he is still not the opponent of destiny, the who controls destiny and timing, he is now even stronger—"
"Then accelerate!"
Thor's face was cold, without much expression. But in his eyes, there was also a little jealousy.
He thought that five years later, he already had the strength to compete head-on with that fate master. But this war that took place in the Outland Void told him that he was still far away from the enemy who had destroyed the Asa gods.
Although the king of gluttony was very embarrassed, Thor knew that in the entire world of light, there might not be any one who could confront him head-on.
Thor even suspects that, after being completely separated from the realm, Belek in his heyday can even contend with the gods who have not yet mastered the ‘creation’ level laws.
But now, Andre Lee Wiltonstein only used one of his dualistic bodies to suppress Belek.
Even according to his judgment, this one will be killed by the Lord of Destiny within half an hour at most.
"After three minutes at the slowest time, I need our church to prepare for the return of the Assa gods to the light world!"
While speaking, Thor's will has been transformed into an oracle and issued to all the high priests of the Asa system.
"Three minutes?" This is Willy, the of forging: "Then the loss of the church will be great."
The Asa Church did not prepare too many sacrifices. If it were to come early, it would have to sacrifice the lives of some low-level priests. However, the Asa Church in the world of light does not have many devout priests, and there are fewer and fewer.
Although the size of the church has expanded recently, the newly added believers and priests are more of the evil gods, and they are not even spiritually normal.
"Tor's decision is right, Willie."
Lord Lord of Desire smiled bitterly: "Don't you notice that the pressure of those bugs on the destiny divine element is weakening. If we miss this opportunity, then we may have to spend ten times the current price to descend into the light world."
He then changed his voice again: "Of course, we will do a good job of screening, and truly believe in Asa, our pious lamb will receive extra protection."
Willie was dubious. He thought that Lord and Thor might not care about the interests of the Asa Protoss.
"There is nothing wrong with the necessary sacrifices, my dear uncle, please believe me, we won't always be like this."
Thor looked gloomy and looked at Willie with red eyes: "They need flesh and blood, and they need clean souls that can carry wisdom. Only in this way can they help them reshape their souls and rebuild their bodies."
Willie turned his head and glanced at the dark-faced Assa gods in front of Thor, and the dozens of gods with huge bodies outside the'Skid Platny'.
"The Asa Protoss will be revived, and the glory of our master will illuminate the realm of thousands of stars in this era. Under the wings of the masters, whether it is the king or the supreme god, we will all be at our fingertips."
Willie wondered if the "Asa" after this was still Asa? But he remained silent in the end.
He knew that by this time their will was irrelevant.
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At two o'clock at noon, in the suburbs of Manhattan in the American Federation, Georgia Arnison led the family into the basement of his home with a grim sirens.
Regarding today's magic tower array activation and evacuation alert, Georgia is not surprised at all.
The Manhattan City Government issued the highest level of warning to all citizens a week ago, and started martial law in the city two days ago, and suspended work and classes throughout the city, and a large number of people from the suburbs have poured into the city. And all the refuges in the city have also entered a state of combat readiness. They also hired a lot of additional police officers to strengthen the security level of each district.
This shows that the Amerika government has already predicted this day and paid more attention to it. It also means that the current situation may be very serious.
As a quasi-rich man in Manhattan with an annual salary and dividend income of more than 30 million gold dongs, as well as the CEO of a chemical group, Georgia has long known that the Manhattan city government has passed a two thousand two hundred for three consecutive years. The secret budget of 100 million gold shield funds is used for the transformation and strengthening of magic tower arrays, refuges, and all high-rise buildings; and a large amount of living materials are hoarded in major underground warehouses, which is enough to ensure that Manhattan can supply the city after it cuts off contact with the outside world. Forty-two million people, as well as 19 million people from the surrounding suburbs, who have retreated into the city, lived for two years.
"George, can you tell me what happened?"
Mrs. Arnison looked worried: "The TV said that it may be an alien invasion from Outland, and it is also said that it is a Cthulhu. It is the Asa Protoss and the Church of Desire that are joining forces to avenge Amerika. There will be nothing this time, right? George? Are you? The CEO of Awarna Chemicals Group, hasn't he heard of anything?"
"I don’t know, my dear Jenny, the Awarna Chemical Group doesn’t count anything in Manhattan. This is just a group with a market value of 120 billion gold dongs, and most of our factories have left Amerika. We are in the government. The relationship is limited. But I suggest you don’t listen to the nonsense of those so-called sources, they don’t know anything, they are just trying to catch the wind."
Georgia Arnison shrugged, while watching his three bodyguards and magic consultants step by step the closed basement entrance, and activated the magic array.
It is said that the high-rise buildings and the large-scale refuges in downtown Manhattan have the highest-level steel and cement fortifications, as well as the top-level magic defense array, and there are a large number of urban guards and church armed guards, relatively speaking. Safety.
But Georgia knows that crowded places are often the enemy's key targets, so he, like most wealthy people, chose to take refuge in his own basement.
Although the magic tower array in this basement is small in scale, Georgia has invested a lot of money to build it. Only in terms of the defense level per unit area, it far exceeds those refuges.
In addition, he and his four children are both extra-legal-level powerhouses. He himself has a mana level above fifteenth level, plus three hired bodyguards of twelve-level, and a fourteenth-level The magic advisor is enough to ensure the safety of this little refuge.
The simple truth is that it is impossible for the danger from the inside of the city to break through his basement, and if it is the danger from the outside, then when the magic tower array of this city collapses, no matter how strong the defense inside the city is, it will not help.
Georgia also believes that this basement, including his servants, bodyguards and their family members, with a population of less than one hundred and twenty, is not enough for the followers of the evil gods to notice here.
"Is the reason important? No matter what the threat, the situation is very dangerous. Even in the Alaska War five years ago, there was no such thing as martial law in the city."
This is Darbus Arnison, Georgia's eldest son, drinking coffee on the sofa: "Outlanders, the dark world, the evil god, these are all possible."
Mrs. Arnison suddenly became even more nervous. Georgia Arnison glared at his son, then comforted his wife: "Don’t listen to him, Jenny, this time the government’s defenses are perfect. We Manhattan The array of magic towers is not what it used to be. The government invests hundreds of billions of gold shields every year to strengthen it, which can guarantee nothing. Moreover, even if you don’t believe in the American government and Mr. President, you should also believe in the Destiny Church. The spokesperson of the Destiny Alliance was not here before. Did it say in the TV speech? The Alliance of Destiny will do everything possible to ensure the safety of all people in the world. He told us not to panic. The master of fate, he is the patron saint of world civilization and all mankind, and his strength is beyond doubt. Those evil gods are not his opponents, they don't want to make trouble."
"But this spokesperson also said that this is the preparation for the long-term struggle of humanity all over the world. This is a disaster that needs to be faced by everyone." This time it is Arnison's second son, he is sorting out himself. The magic armor, and eager to try.
"Then you should have heard the spokesperson's three consecutive warnings, don't spread panic!"
Georgia Arnison became even more angry: "What are you going to do? Are you going to fight? Just be honest with me, don't mess with the government and the church!"
"They said that those who have the conditions should try their best to help those around them and provide support to all those who need help as much as they can -" The young man finally recovered his calm under the stern eyes of his parents.
"Stupid Andre, are you sure you are helping others? Not letting others provide you with help?"
While scolding, Georgia Arnison used his majestic gaze to let his two daughters, who were also arranging equipment, also obediently put down their weapons.
Both of them and Georgia's second son are attending the newly built "Manhattan Destiny Mission School" in Manhattan. This is a school with very strong teachers, especially in the cultivation of the magic profession. Although it has only been established for less than thirteen years, all the students who have graduated so far are all outside the law, and the requirements for talent are not very harsh. So soon after the school was founded, it has become famous throughout the Great Lakes region.
Although it was not a noble school, it surpassed the "Xingmai" noble school and became the first choice for many wealthy children. Because everyone knows that for a long time to come, it will be the era of magic professionals.
Georgia is also very satisfied with this school. The only thing that I don't like is that the thinking there is too leftist, and it advocates force, which is too strong.
After suppressing his three children, Georgia took his own bodyguards and began to arrange housing for the families of his servants.
The basement he built has a large space, with three floors, and each floor has 3,000 square meters, enough to accommodate more than a hundred people living inside. The conditions here are at least much stronger than those in crowded shelters.
Georgia is a devout believer of the Destiny Church, faithfully following the doctrine of the Lord of Destiny. The more important one in the Mandate of Heaven is the unity, friendship and mutual assistance among believers. He also recognized that the Lord of Destiny believes that humans need to work together to deal with disasters, especially the evils caused by the gods. How can human beings ask the gods to help them if they are coldly watching their own kind in the disaster? They must also learn to solve problems on their own, instead of relying on the gods.
However, just when Georgia had just settled everyone in and checked the magic protection array in the basement, he heard an exclamation in the direction of the hall.
Georgia was taken aback and hurriedly walked over. Then he found that the crowd in the basement had gathered here for some time, and the big TV screen that was used for watching movies here was suddenly opened, and an extremely evil one was playing inside. Picture.
Georgia didn't look carefully, he looked directly at his personal security captain: "Rhodes, what's going on? I remember that the cable for the limited TV has been cut off."
This is a requirement of the government and the church, ordering all refuges, large and small, and private refuge fortifications to be prohibited from watching any limited and wireless TV within the next two days.
"Yes, Mr. Arnison, I removed the ports myself. In fact, they are not connected now."
The private security captain named Rhode said with a solemn face: "This is the power of magic. Someone directly projected the video image in—"
boom!
Before Rod's voice fell, the 90-inch large TV was smashed to pieces by a teacup. The shot was the eldest son of Georgia Darbs Arnison.
But in the next moment, a picture was projected directly on the side wall.
At this time, Georgia's face was already ugly, and he instinctively suspected that there was a problem with the magic tower defense array.
However, his personal security captain Rod was slightly changed at this moment, looking at his police security mobile phone-this is also a voluntary policeman while in charge of the security of Arnison's home.
Then this one looked slightly relaxed: "The government has issued an announcement saying that this is the power of a certain evil god, a theocracy called'projection'. The pope called on us to watch the changes and not panic. It is best to pray to the Lord. Cthulhu cannot directly pollute our minds, and the magic tower array itself is not a problem. If you are not at ease, you can activate the Saint Rune array to use the power of the Lord."
The "Holy Pattern Array" is an array that has been promoted by the Destiny Church and the Magic Association in recent years and has been forcibly installed in all refuges. You can use the power of the Lord of Destiny to purify your mind and suppress evil thoughts.
Georgia also received the news that his mobile phone is also a special model, even in this basement, it can receive signals. And the ‘Fate Church’ has sent text messages in groups to explain the current situation.
As we all know, all electronic products connected through wired and wireless networks are safe.
Georgia asked several servants to organize people to pray and sing hymns to the Lord of Destiny. Distracted at the same time, looking at the projection screen on the wall.
It was an altar, and wisps of bright red blood could be seen spilling from the top of the altar, but no corpse was seen. And standing on the altar is a figure holding a microphone, dressing up as a reporter, but wearing a clown mask.
"--People who shelter under the wings of the Lord of Destiny, you are undoubtedly lucky. You have a benevolent Lord, his divine nature is noble, and he has always kept his promises. He made a contract with the world to provide civilization and wisdom life shelter."
There was a look of confusion in Georgia's eyes, wondering if he was preaching for the Lord of Destiny?
But then, he saw the clown reporter smiling evilly: "But you are also miserable and unfortunate at the same time. His divinity, his strength, and his growth have brought many enemies to him and his followers. . And we are one of them, do you know where this is? Everyone?"
Then the picture on the projection screen was suddenly zoomed out. Then at least 13,000 corpses suddenly appeared in front of Georgia's eyes. They were lying all around on a huge square, and their deaths were very miserable.
And this sudden transition of the picture also brought a huge visual impact to everyone and shocked the soul. Some women in the hall who had not yet begun to pray with their eyes could not help but screamed, and the men whispered after the shock. .
"Oh my God, I recognize this place. It's Refuge No. 9 on Lexington Avenue. Are everyone dead?"
"How could this be? Lexington Avenue is the key defense area, there are more than twenty temple warriors."
"Is there no response from the government?"
"It's hard to be sure if this is true, I heard the priests say that these evil gods are good at deceiving."
At the same time, the clown's voice suddenly lowered.
"Surprised, right? Everyone in front of the screen? This is Refuge No. 9 on Lexington Avenue. It is a pity that your lord has not been able to protect them. From now on, all of you will become the ancient gods. Sacrifice. This is their revenge against the Lord of Destiny—"
These voices were introduced into Georgia's ears like babbling. People can't help but want to hear clearly, but when he listens carefully, he feels that he can't help but suddenly rise, and all kinds of chaotic thoughts rise from his heart.
"Pacificae (quiet)!"
That was a wizard consultant hired by Georgia. Not only did he open the ‘Holy Pattern Array’ in time, he also performed the God’s Mandate Church’s magic ‘Quiet God’s Spell’—this majesty also works part-time as a sixth-level priest.
In view of the many forbidden spells and extremely advanced magic skills mastered by the Lord of Destiny, the wizards of this world generally believe in Diana and the Lord of Destiny at the same time, and the part-time job of the priest of Destiny is the choice of many wizards.
Georgia Arnison's face turned pale: "I have to thank you, my advisor, you saved me. This is so weird and evil."
"This is not a serious trouble, my sir." The mage consultant laughed and said, "This is the evil god's babble. Only high-level magic professionals can understand it. Powers below this level will be blocked by the defense array. With your mind, as long as you are not in a particularly weak state, you can easily get rid of it, otherwise the church will definitely remind you. But this evil is indeed powerful."
Georgia glanced around and found that most people were unaware of it, and he couldn't help but feel relieved. The one who worried the most was that his family and servants were contaminated by the evil god, and they didn't have his powerful soul power.
"--Look, the government's law enforcement officers have been late, now let's change the location for the interview."
The picture shook in particular, and the few magic armors that rushed to were photographed into the eyes of everyone. Then the screen switched again, to another place.
But this time, the scene was directly a farsighted lens, showing more than 20,000 corpses and the altar full of evil spirits.
"Which refuge is this?"
"It's a family on the 9th Avenue. I don't know which one it is. My God! These evil cultists are committing crimes against the entire society and the entire human race."
"Damn it! I actually feel pity for them because the city council restarted the death penalty."
Georgia Arnison asked the magic consultant with a sullen expression: "Can you cut off these images? They should be collecting ‘fear’."
Regarding the gods, the Destiny Church has not kept its followers secretly secret, and in the more than ten years of its rise, it has spread all the knowledge about ‘gods’ to the entire society.
So Georgia Arnison knows that whether it is ‘respect’ and ‘grateful’, or ‘anger’ and ‘fear,’ these human emotions can empower gods.
"No way, this should be a very powerful theocracy. It is likely to reach the legendary truth level. We can't stop it. However, it seems to have a limited effect other than spreading information, temptation, or arousing people's emotions. ."
The consultant mage shrugged: "The only way is not to look and pray to the Lord of Destiny."
While they were talking, the picture kept changing, and at least four shelters had been changed, all of which were the tragedy of death, which also caused everyone's mood to fall into a trough.
Although many of them are already praying with their eyes closed, fearful emotions are still spreading among the people.
"Something's wrong!"
Georgia's eldest son, Darbs Arnison, suddenly became excited: "Have you noticed, father? I just saw someone in the picture whose cell phone showed it was 11:20, and it was already 2 o'clock in the afternoon. The clock in Refuge No. 9 before showed that it was ten twenty. This is a deception. These crimes did not happen at the same time. Obviously, their power in the city is limited and they can’t do whatever they want.

Georgia looked dazed. He didn't notice the abnormal time on the phone and clock. However, if Dabbs said so, it is very likely to be true. His eldest son is a believer in Estantine, the of truth and justice, and possesses the magic of the'eye of truth'.
"The church and the government have made a clarification. This did not happen at the same time. They are trying to stop the cultists, calling on everyone to believe in the government and the church, and be wary of suspicious people among us."
The private security captain Rod is flipping his mobile phone: "He also pointed out many suspicious points in the picture. This is an obvious fraud. These images have been tampered with."
Georgia Arnison's expression remained solemn, and the picture before him changed again.
This time it was outdoors, and the clown reporter was suspended in the air.
"I believe your pastor, your lord must be clarifying that it is a fraud and a lie, right? I will not defend it. This is because of what happened next. As long as you get out of the refuge and out of the basement, you can see it. ."
The clown laughed loudly, his voice fluctuating up and down, extremely strange.
"Let us make a prediction, what kind of disaster will this city face next?"
Georgia had already seen it, and it was a dark black cloud in the sky, gathering in all directions, pressing on the top of the city, as if the world was destroyed.
And in these dark clouds, countless strange-shaped black flesh and blood tentacles spread and spread down the inner city of Manhattan. They all have extremely huge bodies, and the Manhattan city of 20,000 square kilometers looks very small in front of them.
Georgia only felt a buzz of ‘om’ in his mind, and the whole person’s spiritual consciousness seemed to explode into countless pieces. This is the mental shock that the picture gives him, because those tentacles contain too powerful laws and powers, which are beyond Georgia's understanding and impact his soul.
Same as before, the higher the level of magic power, the stronger the impact on the soul.
But this time Georgia was prepared, and soon recovered.
"this is--"
"It's an evil god! It's probably the so-called evil."
The mage advisor's face was green: "They are very powerful, very powerful. At least two or more godheads!"
At this moment, everyone in Georgia, including their hearts, stopped, and the panic and panic were growing rapidly in their hearts. Georgia's pupils suddenly shrank, as if the judgement difference between him and the wizard's advisor was different.
"No! Our Lord will definitely stop these evil gods!"
"My lord does not have so many powerful kings of slaves and angels."
"No one has ever been able to hurt the Lord's people in Manhattan, never!"
At this moment, the clown reporter lifted his mask. It was a face without facial features, only a huge pupil.
"Are you hoping for your master? What a pity! He and his followers can't appear here. Your master is obeying the contract he made with you and is fighting the evil gods in the outer land. He is very brave, very good at war, and his warriors and followers are also indestructible. But he can't protect you. Come and meet despair and walk toward your destiny. The end is here, poor lamb—"
The voice of the ‘one-eyed reporter’ stopped abruptly, because of other changes in the picture. The magic tower array in downtown Manhattan has generated a huge magical protective wall, and the transparent magic shield is almost invisible, and it looks fragile under the tentacle claws.
But when the two began to touch, the magic shield was not broken instantly as everyone expected. It tenaciously resisted the squeezing and impact of those tentacles, and persisted for three full seconds without any sign of defeat. At the same time, the sixty-four magic towers in the sky blasted out dozens of blazing light beams. These powerful particle beam cannons burned out a fraction of those hundreds of tentacles in an instant.
These gods obviously cannot be killed easily. They breed quickly and quickly return to their original state, but the magic shields around the city still resist their attacks stubbornly. Resolutely reject all hostile existences outside the city.
Georgia Arnison was stunned, and the anxiety and despair he had just born disappeared instantly. He also felt puzzled: "Is the magic tower array in our city so powerful?"
For the first time, he felt that the heavy tax he paid to the government of up to 62% was worthwhile, and that the federal government and the city government did not waste his taxes.
"That's not all, Mr. Arnison."
The magic consultant shook his head: "Our magic tower array is indeed very powerful, but that is because we have enough energy. This is incredible, we actually have such ample energy. To maintain such a strong magic defense wall, At least one thousand nuclear fusion power plants."
The private security captain Rod also put away his mobile phone at this moment: "This is a gift from the gods! The church's text message reminded that the gods of heaven have been fighting for the well-being of all human beings and believers, and they are working hard. They are I anticipated the disaster and made sufficient preparations for it. He also said that we can now connect the cable of the TV, and Manhattan TV will provide a real-time broadcast of the external situation."
"and so!"
Georgia's eldest son spread his hands: "They made such a battle, but we still have no choice but to take our Manhattan and our god?"
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"Three minutes can still hold it."
Inside the Kingdom of Destiny, Athena is smiling: "They are too scattered and overconfident. But I think they will react in at most three minutes and concentrate these gods on one point."
No matter how powerful the magic tower arrays in cities like Manhattan and Los Angeles are, it is impossible to fight against a dozen or so gods and twenty gods.
"But they have no chance!"
Anthony has left the artificial sun, and he clapped his hands: "The inspection is complete. I promise that there is no major problem. There is only a one in a million chance that may cause the fusion to stop. A one in a million chance, this is also foolproof, right? ?"
Li Mochen's subject no longer hesitated: "I believe our luck will not decline to this point. How can I say it is a of destiny."
In fact, he couldn't wait any longer.
"Brother!" Li Mochen stared at Zhuan Xu: "Thank you for a trip to the North Pole. I think An Qi is still a little reluctant. It's more appropriate for your Highness Kaos to leave it to Senior Brother. All of them belong to sex. The power of evil, I think there is nothing to say from either side."
Originally, he kept Zhuan Xu, the top combat power, here to prevent the sun's plan from failing. But now, there is no need for him to retain the strength to respond.
After Angela’s fantasy manifestation is replaced, whether it is used to deal with Gaia’s mother and daughter, or Zeus, it is sufficient.
"can."
Zhuan Xu's gaze was awe-inspiring: "I can guarantee that there is nothing wrong there."
When his voice fell, he directly crossed the void and came to the top of the Arctic ice cap.
It just so happened that Angela's'Li Mochen' who was present here was already on the verge of being defeated. Zhuan Xu looked at the "Chaos" Kaos standing on the ice sheet with an indifferent expression, and then flicked his long sleeves. A huge seal flew out instantly, turning into a huge mountain, pressing on Above the ice sheet.
If Li Mochen were there at this time, he would recognize that this seal was very similar to the "Kongtong Seal" he had used, but it was even stronger, and the law spirit pattern on it was more exquisite, communicating with the world.
At the same time, Nakaos also let out an angry roar. His body expanded rapidly. Pull up directly 17,000 meters high, firmly propping up the huge mountain.
The forces of ‘suppression’ and ‘chaos’ are fighting, ‘Crack’ is clashing with the theocracy of ‘ice’, ‘thunder’ is sanctioning ‘nothing’, and ‘death’ is suppressing ‘life’.
The strength of the two can hardly tell the victory or defeat, but with Zhuan Xu's hand, a blue sword appeared, and Kaos' body was frozen. He used most of his power to fight against the dangerous sword weapons that Zhuan Xu hadn't cut out, so that he couldn't resist that frozen power.
At the same time, the primitive gods and giants who were resurrecting under the Arctic ice cap were gradually quieting. The strength of the ice froze their will.
"His Majesty of the East!"
Apollo came to Zhuan Xu's side, and there was an expression of admiration in his eyes: "Your strength is truly unparalleled."
"It was your king who lent me part of the root power. Outside this world, I and this chaos are tied at best."
Zhuan Xu smiled and glanced at him: "Go to Outland, His Royal Highness Apollo, the battlefield over there needs your strength."
From the moment he landed here, the numerous particle beam cannons of the three fortresses had stopped shelling. As the Lord of Dawn in charge of the light, Apollo is no longer useful here. Instead, it is the battlefield of Outland Void and Blood Banquet Demon Insect, which is more suitable for Apollo to exert his power.
Apollo didn't hesitate, after he saluted, he left across the air.
Soon after this person left, an enchanting figure appeared in front of Zhuan Xu, and his eyes were extremely cold at this moment.
"Little turtle of the Eastern world, are you planning to stop me again?"
"I have lost to you twice, but this does not mean that I will lose the courage to fight against you.
Zhuan Xu seriously corrected it again: "Also, Xuanwu is not a tortoise, and that is already my past."
"Xuanwu is not a tortoise? Is there any difference?"
Lunei held her chest in her arms, UU read www.uukanshu.com and frowned: "You didn't tell me this before. Are you delaying time?"
"Guess it!"
Zhuan Xu responded with a blank face: "But I guess you can't get it back. From the results of this time, you are undoubtedly a failure, your majesty. You lost to my junior."
"Oh?"
There is not much surprise on the face of the Lord of Sex: "I know you are a prudent person, this should not be a lie. Then what kind of means has he prepared for the new toy I am fond of?"
He did not wait for Zhuan Xu's answer, nor did he need to get answers from the latter. Just because of this moment, two suns suddenly appeared in this world. And one of them disappeared without a trace the moment it appeared.
At the same time, almost the entire dark world was shrouded in ‘light’. For a while, almost all the dark creatures wailed. Their skin and hair are being irradiated by the sun, and they are quickly burned, even directly burned.
That huge dark sea was also exposed to sunlight for the first time.