"Boom——!!!"

As if an invisible dam suddenly burst, a torrent of chaotic energy mixed with scarlet, deep blue, earthy yellow, and ghastly green, visible to the naked eye, surged out violently from the depths of the Forest like a sea of destruction breaking its banks! It's not wind, yet it's more terrifying than the most violent hurricane. Wherever it goes, Space emits a strained, twisted humming.

And this is just the beginning!

Along with the sweeping destructive Elemental Storm, the surrounding environment underwent a terrifying transformation akin to turning the world upside down!

The solid ground beneath everyone's feet began to heave and twist violently like a living creature. The solid earth instantly turned to sand, then solidified like iron the next moment! The nearby babbling brook had its waters completely evaporated in an instant, exposing a dry, cracked riverbed, which was soon inexplicably covered with thick Ice!

The surrounding trees met an even more dreadful fate, as colossal ancient trees requiring several people to encircle dried up and decayed at a pace visible to the naked eye as if sped up by millions of times. Their trunks turned to ash in the Storm's wake;

Other trees bizarrely proliferated and swelled, twisting into indescribable tumorous masses, then exploded in a clash of different element attributes!

The sky's color flickered wildly between scarlet and darkness, and the air was filled with contradictory smells like burning, stench, floral, and sulfur. Gravity seemed to become chaotic, with stones on the ground occasionally floating weightlessly, only to crash down with several times the force!

The once peaceful and tranquil Ruins Forest had turned into a chaotic Purgatory where the Rules collapsed and elements rioted in just a few breaths!

And this squad was mercilessly swallowed by the Elemental Storm in an instant...

...

The same thing was happening all over the world.

A Snow Mountain in the Northern Territory.

Climbers were arduously trekking along the perennial icy ridge, connected by ropes, battling the wind that could tear the skin. Suddenly, the leader felt an unnatural tremor beneath the glacier. "Hold steady!" he shouted, just as the pure, extremely cold white mist around them was stained with ominous dark red and murky yellow.

The Elemental Storm swept past, rewriting the Rules with brute force. Millennia-unchanged ice began to melt and flow like wax, revealing the black rocks below. Immediately, the melted icewater ignited spontaneously, transformed into soaring flames, raging atop the Snow Mountain! The cold air was replaced by unthinkably high temperatures, turning icy snowflakes into scorching volcanic ash.

"Ah! My leg!" a team member screamed as the ice beneath him melted, causing him to slide downwards, where a crack suddenly appeared, filled with roiling hot magma waiting below.

"God! What is happening?!"

An avalanche did not occur; instead, there was a Purgatory of ice and fire. The team members watched in horror as distant snow peaks collapsed under the high heat, and the melted snow mixed with debris to form a scorching torrent, engulfing everything in its path. Piercing screams echoed through the bizarre landscape of intertwined ice and fire, soon drowned out by the even louder sounds of explosions.

...

The Western Continent, Flowing Gold Desert.

A caravan was making its way through the endless sea of sand under the blazing sun, camel bells jingling. Suddenly, the lead camel began to bellow uneasily, pacing nervously. The sun remained scorching in the sky, but the air suddenly became humid and sticky, as if it could be wrung out.

"Damn! Why is it so wet all of a sudden?" a merchant wiped the moisture off his face, bewildered.

Before he could finish speaking, the Elemental Storm descended. The sky was no longer blue, but sickly purple and green. In the next second, torrential rain fell as if pouring from the heavens, the cold and bone-chilling raindrops starkly contrasting the desert's heat. The sandy ground quickly became a quagmire, with the camels' hooves sinking deep into it.

More terrifying, the rain didn't seep into the sand but instead strangely coalesced and froze! In the blink of an eye, countless twisted ice pillars rose out of the desert, and some caravan members and camels, unable to react in time, were instantly frozen within them, captured in their last moments of terror.

"Run! Get out of here!" the survivors screamed, scrambling through the mud and sudden ice formations. Behind them, the dunes began to liquefy and collapse under the rain and inexplicable forces, forming a quicksand trap that consumed goods, tents, and people who didn't escape in time. The once golden sand sea turned into a treacherous sandpit interwoven with mud and ice.

....

Central Plain, Oak Town.

The noonday market buzzed with life, the sounds of vendors calling out, haggling, and children laughing intertwined. Housewives were selecting fresh produce, rhythmic hammering echoed from the Blacksmith Shop, and the aroma of ale wafted from the tavern.

Without warning, the sky darkened—not because of clouds, but because colors became chaotically disordered. Then, a violent elemental turbulence struck like an invisible giant's hand slapping down!

The cobblestone streets undulated and fractured like waves, stalls were overturned, and goods scattered everywhere. A stone granary structure quickly weathered and crumbled to powder under horrified gazes, as if eroded over centuries;

Meanwhile, the wooden stable next to it bizarrely grew and twisted, with beams snaking like living tentacles to tightly bind and strangle terrified horses and passersby.

"Help!"

"Mom! Where are you?!"

"The house! The house collapsed!"

Cries for help, screams, and the roar of collapsing buildings swiftly replaced the previous clamor.

A lightning-like ghastly green energy bolt swept across the square. Those caught by it weren't electrocuted but had parts of their bodies petrified while others liquified strangely, falling dead in excruciating pain.

The town's clocktower snapped in half under the twisted forces, crashing into the crowded refugees with numerous casualties. The familiar home turned into a chaotic, rule-defying hell in an instant.

Southern Continent, Elf Forest.

Ilani the Elf Scout moved silently through the forest like a cheetah, tracking a Demon's trail. The Forest was unusually quiet, even the chirping of insects and birds had disappeared. A strong unease rose in her heart.

Suddenly, the Space in front of her distorted, like looking through a shaking water curtain. Then, the Elemental Storm spread silently like a tsunami.

The towering ancient trees began to mutate crazily. Their bark peeled off, revealing throbbing tissue beneath, like blood and flesh, and branches hardened into sharp bone spurs, indiscriminately stabbing at the surroundings;

Moss on the ground rapidly proliferated, becoming slippery and corrosive, entangling and rapidly dissolving fleeing forest deer and small creatures.

"By the spirits of nature..." Ilani watched in horror as the wolf-like Demon she was tracking suddenly swelled and exploded during its sprint, spraying not blood but scorching magma and cold metal shards.

She tried to find cover but found that the air around her was at times sticky as glue, making movement arduous, and at other times thin as vacuum, making breathing difficult. The ground was sometimes as solid as rock, other times soft as a swamp.

This forest, where she grew up, so full of life, now had every inch of land and air filled with deadly threats. She could only rely on instinct and luck to dodge amidst the frenziedly mutating woods, while other forest residents' dying wails and the horrific sounds of plants' twisted growth echoed around her.

The very foundations of the world were shaking, misery spread across the land, and the prelude to the collapse of Rules had already sounded.

A drastic change...

quietly unfolds!

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