Apocalyptic Forecast - Chapter 1517
In the darkness as thick as ink, nothing could be discerned clearly.
Only a faint electric light shines and jumps in the clouds above the sky, but the dazzling flashes of the past seem to have dimmed, and only the outline of the earth can be faintly reflected.
Rising mountains and collapsing rift valleys.
And just at the top of the mountain, in that cold iron light, the boiling red tumbling, casting light on this cold world.
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