章節 739: Who is the Monster

At first, it was a point that was extremely small and difficult to observe.

But broken music theory then flowed out of the circulating layer, and aether gushed out of the outflowing layer.

One rose, and the other descended, gathering in an empty space of nothingness. So, countless broken strands of music theory were pieced together here, sketching a vague outline.

It was the seed of miracle.

Then, the alchemy arrays that had dimmed seemed to have come alive, breaking off and reconnecting automatically. In an instant, layers of complicated structures were formed by reorganizing the original appearance, as if towering buildings were rebuilt from ruins. It drew the chaotic power within the core, and elements rose from it. It was the fire of the alchemists.