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White, endless white.

It's called the Night Country, but except for a few outlined edges, you can barely see any color other than white.

Unlike the shades of black of the shadow plane, the white here is almost always the same hue. That kind of monotonous and boring color sense will get tired of watching Raven for a few minutes.

He began to understand a little bit why the Pale Hunter was going crazy to hunt creatures from other races. Because only in this way can we bring change to this monotonous world. Alien mobs do not turn white.

Looking at the various creatures imprisoned here, you can feel that this is not a flat world, but a three-dimensional world.

Raven was free for the time being, even if two dragon minions of different races behind him were rumbling in dragon language to 'whisper' that Raven wouldn't be free for long.

Raven still received a lot of jealous eyes from the 'collection'.

It is said that only the most faithful servants are entitled to free the wind, otherwise they can only be imprisoned in a crystal ball that is less than twenty times the size of the creature.

In this pale realm, creatures are forcibly converted into spirits, so even death becomes a longing. That kind of lonely immortality gradually numbs the nerves and wills of many creatures.

There was a dead silence everywhere.

Raven saw a very beautiful mermaid with his own eyes. The tail is covered with jewel-like pale cyan scales and a thin waist