A flock of ravens, covering the sky, flapped their wings and flew in the air, but there was no sound.
Their fluttering wings seemed to have no friction with the air at all. As spiritual creatures, flying was instinctive for them, and flapping their wings was just a show.
Not long after, this group of ravens turned into spots of light all over the sky, and then merged into the ocean of spiritual rules and dissipated.
Except for Raven No. 0 which reappeared on the leader's shoulder after the light flashed, all other ravens had left the Dawn Cave.
Everyone knew that these ravens, just as the leader had said, had already gone to the chosen people with invitations and tests.
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