He Ao held the short sword across his chest,
"I have heard, in the eternal night's desolate silence, only life shrieks and sings."
Vast and boundless gazes were cast through endless time and space, and the stars in the sky, like a curtain, trembled.
In the enhancement potion research area of the middle level of the building, in each laboratory filled with the carcasses of monsters, the Great Tree patterns drawn with pure white blood radiated a dazzling brilliance.
And outside the windows of these laboratories, the conveyor belts dangling the carcasses of exotic beasts were still running, though they had departed from their original programmed course. Each hook was lifting these carcasses, fixing them in disarrayed positions.
If one were to slice open this entire area and look down from above, they would discover that these differently directed Great Tree patterns on a larger scale sketched out an even more abstract giant tree pattern.