Apocalyptic Forecast - Chapter 1503
All you can see is the endless flames of war.
The fire above the earth stretches for thousands of miles, and the roar and high-pitched neighing are endless.
Under the huge offensive of the entire abyss, it seems that even the day has turned into night, and you can’t see your fingers. Only the neon of the Great Secret Ritual kept flashing in the darkness, breaking and continuing, constantly adjusting, covering everything.
At the forefront of the battle line, in the darkest place where I don’t know how much fog dances, there is a sudden rage.
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