Author: Feng Yue
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Translator: Nyoi_Bo_StudioEditor: Nyoi_Bo_Studio
The wind hurled upon the earth from the sky like iron sand. An enormous
cyclone appeared from nowhere and stretched onto the ground. It tore up lots
of buildings into pieces and flipped the rooves of palaces into the air. The
whole place was full of dust, which was sucked in by the cyclone and surged
up into the sky.
Then, a storm began to pour rains down. The dark sun pulled and dragged
the rain water. Those rain drops, captured by it, circled around it. The blazing
lava in the mirror of the hell was shining as if it were lit up.
A beam of light was shot at Ye Qingxuan.
Ye Qingxuan flipped the cigarette and raised his head to look into the sky.
"You are slow, Shi Dong." Ye Qingxuan asked. "You are so eager to get
another grand inquisitor for you?"
The massive iron battle ship, appeared from behind the cloud, kept its
imposing posture and hovered in the sky upside down with its broad deck
toward the ground. Beside the row, a figure, as if nailed onto the deck, was
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