The scene in the center of the field suddenly changed, and the stagnant storm of destruction dissipated, replaced by an eerie silence, followed by a disgusting scene of slaughter.

The mini dragons that had been slashed by the Seraphim had different shapes but all showed signs of being cut.

At first, their bodies spurted out blood like normal creatures. The red blood was mixed with internal organ fragments and scattered uncontrollably on the floor and walls of the palace.

The smell of blood instantly filled the air, dyeing the complicated and gorgeous decorations red.

However, this bloody scene did not last long.

After just a few seconds, a strange change began.

The blood and organs that spurted out were distorted and mutated by the burning flames.

The dragon's ruptured internal organs and blood vessels quickly collapsed and faded, and they were reshaped by some unknown rules in the air.

Their organs gradually became smooth, stiff, and finally transformed into origami.

Yes, flesh and blood turned into origami.

The red blood condensed into crimson pieces of paper, which squirmed and transformed into the form of a folded dragon.

The livers and hearts exposed from the cracks gradually collapsed into smooth paper-like objects, and eventually turned into small origami dragons.

The origami dragons struggled to flap their paper wings, but could not escape the burning flames. Their "bodies" were quickly ignited, and the paper wings and scales curled up in the flames and disappeared into ashes.

The explosions and flames behind him echoed in the air, as if they were the prelude to destruction in the dead silence in the palace.

However, Xia Xiu, who stood in the center of the burning origami remains, was not affected by these movements.

He took off his top hat, shook it slightly, and bent slightly to shake off the charcoal dust that fell on the brim of the hat.

Then, he stood up straight, his golden eyes flashing in the slightly jumping firelight, his eyes calm but with some indescribable sharpness.

Spiritual fluctuations spread out from his body. It was the power belonging to the [Crown One], carrying some irresistible pressure and flooding into the entire palace like a tide.

The spiritual exploration quickly penetrated the layers of barriers, like a pair of invisible hands, carefully touching every piece of air and shadow, trying to capture some specific abnormal information.

However, just when spirituality spreads to a certain range, it suddenly seems like hitting an invisible wall.

His spiritual fluctuations were disturbed. It was a strange distortion force field, as if the space had been artificially distorted into irregular ripples, swallowing and tampering with spiritual information.

Xia Xiu's eyes followed the direction of the force field fluctuations, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

In the deepest part of the palace, in a dark corner, something made a subtle rolling sound.

At first, it was a small, fuzzy shadow rolling out of the darkness.

Then, the second, the third...and then more and more, almost like a tide.

When those things were gradually exposed to the afterglow of the flames, Xia Xiu saw their appearance clearly - they were a group of strange and absurd existences.

They have distinctive yellow skin, cylindrical bodies, and an outline that looks like an enlarged pill. They are short, fat and well-proportioned, and are no more than three apples tall.

The head and body are almost integrated into one body, with no obvious neck.

The eyes can be divided into one eye or two eyes. Their position is exaggerated, occupying half of the face, and they blink with a certain mechanical precision.

Strange metal coils hang from their necks and heads, emitting a faint light.

These guys don't wear clothes, but they don't look shy, but like innocent children, with rich and exaggerated expressions.

The pill-shaped bodies were rolling and swarming together, looking very strange.

The moment they saw Xia Xiu, these little things almost made a sharp and fast sound in unison:

"Bello! Bananaaaa!"

“Papaya tututu!”

“Boopiki lala zuzu.”

"Kapow kapow! Woo lala taka!"

The sound was noisy but rhythmic, like some kind of strange language, or like a group of out-of-control toys shouting randomly.

Their expressions changed exaggeratedly, and they danced around Xia Xiu. Their movements were as smooth as if they had been rehearsed countless times.

Xia Xiu did not respond immediately, but calmly stared at these strange creatures.

The golden light in his eyes flowed slightly, and the spirituality surged in his body, but it was disturbed by the abnormal power of these little things and became even more chaotic.

His brows furrowed again, with a hint of thought in his tone:
Chapter completed!