Darkness enveloped, pitch black as if not seeing one's own fingers, leaping flames, flashing Thunder Glow, and all brightness drowned in this boundless darkness.
This was Nature.
After being promoted to the 'Master of Night Crows', Sophia, though focusing all her abilities on the 'Black Crow,' naturally set foot on the path of the dark night, naturally taking control of the concept of darkness, with the Power of Concept not being weak either.
However, mere darkness couldn't frighten the raging monster legends.
They couldn't see, but their Domains still expanded furiously, only slightly surprised by the strong coverage of the darkness.
At this moment, countless Nether Ravens that had been sacrificed formed a Dark Crow Storm, rolling forward like a moving natural disaster.
However, compared to the Power of Heaven and Earth gathered by the hundreds of beings in the Legendary Realm, this terrifying black storm was still not massive enough.