With the final key fragment in hand, all the key fragments Feng Yuan had stored in his backpack emerged. Looking at the two metal discs, Feng Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and said
"Finally, it's done."
The Black Mist unsurprisingly sealed the carousel, but this time it was different from before. As the Black Mist sealed the carousel, the entire amusement park seemed to enter a state of closure. The flickering neon lights gradually dimmed, leaving only the dim streetlights barely illuminating the way. The decorations that originally looked brand new suddenly appeared mottled and decayed, as if they had experienced the passage of time in an instant.
"Tsk, this environmental change, could it be they're throwing some strange creatures at us?"
With a pout, Feng Yuan complained as he hurried toward the entrance of the Tashimar Fantasy Circus. The white fog quietly gathered, and waves of coldness sent a shiver down Feng Yuan's spine.
