The immense laughter reverberated through the heavens and earth, yet it felt oppressively somber!
It was as if the sound originated from the deepest hell, simply hearing it made people's scalps tingle, their bodies tremble, hands and feet grow cold, and even experience the illusion of suddenly falling into a bottomless abyss.
The seas and sky were black, all things seemed tainted by death. Amidst the boundless, pitch-black ocean saturated with decay, a woman dressed in black armor, with flowing long hair, a pallid complexion, but extraordinarily beautiful features, gradually rose from the sea and hovered in the air.
Around her, innumerable phantasmal spirits gathered, lifting her into the sky, and stirring up immense waves. Layers of pitch-black seawater were swept skywards, from which skulls flew out, falling beneath the beautiful woman, forming a throne made of white bones.
