The next moment, a sweet white mist enveloped the land.
Not only the Third Ring — even the Second Ring below became gradually shrouded in the dense white mist. Then the mist continued to sink and spread, slowly descending into the First Ring, and even to the outskirts' oasis.
The thirsty slaves, wounded, or weak people regained their vitality under the nourishment of the white mist. The air was no longer scorching hot but became moist and clean, as comfortable as strolling in a garden after rain.
When the mist dispersed, Aiwass's carriage had mysteriously vanished. Along with it, Bai Ke and his guards were gone too.
At this moment, the entire land had become moist. Like a torrent of rain washing the whole city clean.
It was not the Abyss Water summoned by the Benevolent Lords, carrying a faint smell akin to soaked corpses mixed with earth... but sweet nectar like honey.
Recalling the previous prophecy of the "King of Indigo," people immediately realized what had happened.
