A rare magical miracle in the world

Sazzag had completely vanished; its world devoid of pain and torment, a thorough and utter void. Therefore, being able to feel the world once more, even if this world was nothing but intense pain, only oppression, only the sense of suffocation, brought Sazzag the joy of 'living.' Sazzag was mad, twisted. Happiness in its eyes was happiness; unhappiness, too, could be happiness. It was unity, the symbol of all things returning to one with me! Matter, energy, spirit, self, wisdom, laws, power, civilization—Sazzag sought to unify the individual and the collective, to consume all people, to consume everything. If one had to describe Sazzag's goal, it would be pleasure, to feel all the pleasure of existence! It's like a person who can only feel with the eyes, ears, mouth, nose, body, and mind, but does he truly understand every single cell? Liver cells, gastric cells, nerve cells, or even a tiny mitochondrion's feelings? It's not that there are no feelings, but they are too small, so minute that you fail to notice, fail to become aware. Sazzag wanted to make humans, the earth, nations, planets, star systems, the Milky Way all parts of itself, to turn the universe into a tiny cell within its body, or even, a tiny atom, a quark! It wasn't after great power, nor was it about destroying everything; what it wanted was just that instant. The explosive torrents of information that traveled up from the billions upon billions of tiny people, the tiny specks of dust, and burst into the 'brain.' It was like the entire experience of a planet being force-fed to Sazzag in one go. The mind ached terribly, personalities collapsed, consciousness went mad. But, the pleasure was extreme! It was like an addiction that made one helpless to stop. Indeed, Sazzag was like a mad addict, wanting to turn the whole world into a cocaine factory, to keep taking big hits endlessly. However, for the residents living in this 'unified' world, Sazzag had no intention of controlling them, just like you, being human, don't control each hair on your head growing. What you do is tell the hair 'grow,' 'grow in this area,' 'grow like that here.' But you couldn't possibly count each one like counting sand every day; it's too tedious. Same for Sazzag, if you want to experience the ultimate delight, then come listen to its voice, sing high at its banquet, go wild together, get high together. "The Foolish Old Banquet?!" Suddenly, Bailuo realized what the Queen's story and concept represented—wasn't this the Foolish Old Banquet?! "Sazzag is the Supreme Miracle, the archetype of the Foolish Old Banquet." One might even say that the Foolish Old Banquet was Sazzag's offspring. And as a parent, Sazzag's power far exceeded that of a single Supreme Miracle; even if you developed a Supreme Miracle to its utmost, you could not defeat it. Luckily, the current Sazzag was just a wisp of an avatar that had snuck through the cracks, far from its entirety. "There are two ways to resolve it," The senior sister said, "The first is to utterly annihilate it, like boiling away the sea so that the rivers and lakes will soon dry up." As for the second method, it was to forge a dam, and then with a small piece of wood, block the water channel. As long as you can block the gate, then Sazzag would essentially cease to exist. "How to block the gate?" Bailuo thought of the Dragon of Miracles; couldn't she, being so powerful, manage it? Yet, the fact was the Dragon of Miracles really couldn't. The Dragon of Miracles, although strong, could only eliminate those beyond the scope of the Miracle World. It's like if a mortal offended Bailuo, then the Dragon of Miracles could only watch helplessly; she was powerless. Conversely, for Harls, who Bailuo could not handle, the Dragon of Miracles could not directly strike him but could make him cease to exist by cutting off the Flood. But the Flood was a Great Power that lay between 'possible' and 'impossible.' Once the Dragon of Miracles intervened, if she eliminated the 'possible,' then there was no 'impossible.' However, in the process of elimination, the Dragon of Miracles would inevitably harm what she 'must not' harm, leading to something very dreadful because for the Miracle World, the Dragon of Miracles was still too powerful. This was also the reason why the Dragon of Miracles was reluctant to make a move without good cause; as long as Bailuo was not faced with a lethal threat, she wouldn't act rashly. "Sazzag, the Dragon of Miracles can be destroyed quite easily," But the problem was that the Electronic Frontier had opened a gate for Sazzag using the Flood, and this gate was indeed a part of Miracle World. The Dragon of Miracles could not touch it, powerless to help. "Do I need to go and fight Sazzag's true form?" Unable to reach the gate, yet the Dragon of Miracles could seek out the source of Sazzag: "If you need me to, I'll go and slay it right now!" "You're too arrogant, little one." Sazzag naturally 'heard' the conversation between the Dragon of Miracles and Bailuo, and at this moment, he was quite displeased: "You do have some skills, but are you ready to become a part of me, reptile, when you battle me on my turf?" The power of Sazzag was definitely not weak; Bailuo couldn't accurately gauge the gap between it and the Dragon of Miracles. If a beating was possible, that would be fine, but if the difference was not great, fighting on away ground, Bailuo really felt worried for the Dragon of Miracles. "Or do you plan to become a Witch too?" Harls despised Witches because they were outsiders, not bound by the tracks of fate. They could be said to be the bugs and viruses that could overturn the world, which is also the origin of the term Witch. In fact, the original sin is the utmost evil! But compared to a monster like Sazzag, Witches were not only not evil but even somewhat refreshing. In the face of tentacle monsters and Witches, the latter were definitely the cuter ones. "A Dragon, can it turned into a Witch too?" Bailuo was still a bit bewildered by the existence of 'Witches'; he didn't fully understand how many layers to their identity there were. "Witches defy common sense, just like me and the Queen." There was nothing to hide from Bailuo, as her senior sister explained: "But I stand with you, Xiao Luo, no, I am yours." I am yours! These four words were her innermost thoughts, as well as those of the Queen. Perhaps they might endanger the world, bringing limitless harm to this realm, but everything they did, they did for Bailuo. A fundamental reason Senior Sister grew increasingly unafraid of the Queen was that Bailuo possessed the 'destroyer' power to eradicate her. No matter how powerful the Senior Sister became, if Bailuo earnestly desired to eliminate her, then the Witch would perish. Witches were indestructible, but Kings, as the incarnated keystones, could make them vanish. "That's good enough," Bailuo didn't care about the rest and said, "Sazzag, are you afraid of Witches?" "Witches are heretics, but they are also protectors of the world." However, there was a premise here: who owns the world? The Queen's goal was almost certain, to make Bailuo the only King, but to others, this was particularly cruel. Sazzag sought to destroy the world, to destabilize the realm where Bailuo reigned as King. Naturally, the Witches would become the most powerful protectors, firmly resisting the opposition. "Tell me how to block the gate." Seeing the Dragon of Miracles continuously kill Sazzag, only for him to return time and again, Bailuo who knew this wasn't a solution, asked his Senior Sister, "You know how to do it, right?" "I..." Clearly, the Senior Sister knew, but she hesitated to speak. "What's wrong?" Before the Senior Sister could speak, Uncle interrupted, "I know how to block the gate, leave it to me."