The dead creatures were resurrected under the power of the orbs, and they returned to the arms of their loved ones, crying with joy, and the whole world was filled with laughter and vitality.

Everyone stood at the top of the world, overlooking the land they saved, and their hearts were filled with pride and joy.

Their names are engraved in the long river of history, passed down from generation to generation, and become eternal legends.

Children grow up listening to their stories, dreaming of becoming heroes like them, protecting the world's peace and justice.

Xiaohong and the man in white traveled hand in hand around the world, passing the power of the orb to everyone in need.

They help rebuild their homes, heal their pain, and sow the seeds of hope.

They became the guardian saints of the world and were respected and loved by everyone.

Luo Xiaoyu has become an idol of children. Her brave and fearless spirit has inspired countless people to pursue their dreams and never give up.

Everyone was bathed in the light of glory and enjoyed this supreme honor.

Their deeds have been adapted into songs, dramas and stories, circulating around the world.

People sing and danced, celebrating this hard-won peace and prosperity.

Just as everyone was immersed in this great victory and joy, a sudden change occurred.

The sky suddenly became dark, and a black crack appeared in the sky like a hideous wound, emitting a creepy evil aura.

The wind was howling and the clouds were rolling, and the world seemed to be in a dead silence at this moment.

The smiles on everyone's faces froze instantly, replaced by vigilance and anxiety.

They realized that this black crack heralded a new crisis, a crisis that was more terrifying than ever before.

The air around it became so heavy that it was so depressing that it was breathless.
Chapter completed!