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In less than half a month, the Minosians had witnessed the outside world succumb completely.
"Dang!"
Accompanied by the crisp chirping of birds, the vigorous tapping sounds emanated from the Great Temple,
The dazzling halo, against the backdrop of the stars, shone brilliantly, casting a sky full of star charts and celestial outlines, faintly numbering to eighty-eight.
The intermittently visible golden light patterns, carrying a peculiar rhythm, rippled outward, eventually spreading to the exterior of Knossos City, cascading down. They appeared like a beautiful, tasseled canopy covering the fortress city.
The large clusters of rain clouds and storms that had drifted in from the Sea of Okeanos were expelled from the radius protected by the golden starlight and could only hover and surge dozens of miles away.
Even the overflowing floods on the ground had no choice but to recede and bypass, unable to erode even a bit of it.