The process of a flower blooming resembled the life of a star.
It germinated, sprouted, gathered vitality, and formed a bud. All for the final moment when it would shine most brilliantly. Whether flower or star, the peak of its existence was always reserved for the end.
Thus, to bloom was to become a supernova.
Everyone stared vacantly upon the magnificent sight. Only six steps, yet each contained one of humanity’s great revelations.
How could it not be beautiful?
Countless petals surged like a storm and covered the entire world. In an instant, the view turned silver, and the monsters’ shrieks erupted within that dazzling sight.
Kraaaaaaaaaaagh!
Kyaaaaaaaaaaah!
Even those cries did not last long. The shadows of the Dragonkin raising their grotesque maws to the heavens soon vanished among the petals.
That was not the only strange quality of ‘Seven Steps, Seven Severances.’
“How……”
The faint exclamation carried shock.
It had been spoken by a nameless soldier, but everyone shared the sentiment. Anyone who witnessed the miracle created by those countless scattering fragments could only react the same way.
Wounds healed, and vitality returned.
Humanity’s elites had been injured and exhausted, their faces drained of blood. Yet the moment the petals touched them, their complexions began to recover. Soon, life could be seen sprouting throughout the barren earth.
And so, everyone could only ask inwardly.
How in the world?
Countless secret arts existed across the continent. Each contained the mental image of its creator, and everyone knew they possessed a wide variety of functions.
But could a single technique truly contain so many mysteries?
It was impossible. Yet the sight before them openly contradicted that common…