"Waited for so long, finally, it has emerged."
Amidst the storm, on a rain-proof terrace, Fan Yun glanced at the monster born of disaster and finally set down his wine glass.
Slowly raised himself up and unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt.
Step by step, he walked down the stairs, into the enormous Secret Ritual that had already been preheated amidst the storm, within which the projection of Central Earth's mountains rose and fell, rivers surged, every detail clearly visible.
He trampled them underfoot, step by step.
Trampled through.
Finally, he raised his hand.
Closed one eye, the other squinting.
Clenched his right hand, raised his thumb, aiming remotely at the Disaster Beast roaring hungrily a thousand miles away, until the outline of his thumb completely enveloped the beast's body.
Then, casually pressed down!
A piercing screeching sound erupted instantly, echoing endlessly between the sea and sky.
