Dong! Dong! Dong! In the fourth layer of the Forladtt Land, the ancient and heavy bell in the Doom Palace Hall echoed throughout the entire Dooms' territory.

Its resonant tones brought all activity to a halt, as every member paused to listen.

The bell tolled rhythmically, continuing for eighty-one strikes, its lingering sound reverberating through the area.

The Chaos Bell was the most exquisite treasure of the Dooms, even more prestigious than the Chaos Sacred Lotus.

Six rings indicated a significant event within the clan.

Twelve rings meant a gathering of high-ranking officials for external war or the death of an elder.

Twenty-four rings signified a critical juncture for the clan or the death of a great elder.

Forty-nine rings indicated a crisis or the death of their leader.

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