He seized the opportunity without hesitation.
"Great Prophecy Spell!"
"Wailing creatures should not exist in the garden."
"Across the wilderness, the land is full of blooming flowers and verdant trees, teeming with countless beasts and birds."
As the words fell.
A strong and abundant foreign power fiercely injected into Demmo's Wailing Garden.
In Demmo's astonished gaze.
The giant curtain of white bones was covered with lush ivy and little white flowers.
The highly deformed undead suddenly transformed into vibrant little animals.
The graveyard turned into a colorful garden full of flowers.
Even the endless wailing turned into cheerful and inspiring laughter!
Within the Wailing Garden.
The aura of death was, of course, absent.
This place had suddenly become an ecological garden akin to a natural dreamland!
"It's done."
Matthew silently let out a breath, but a flash of oddity passed through his eyes—
Demmo Ritz's strength far exceeded Matthew's expectations.
