"Slow down!"
"Don't be reckless!"
From behind, urgent shouts arose. The creatures were all terrified, retreating to the rear of the island, desperately hiding from something.
BOOM!
The next moment, heaven and earth shattered. Wails of ghosts and gods filled the air, and this place seemed to have plunged into an apocalypse. The black Order Divine Chains transformed into a storm.
To call it a hurricane was an understatement. It was actually Rule itself, it was Order, it was symbols of the Great Path. All sorts of runic ripples converged and then raged wildly, ravaging heaven and earth.
Even an Immortal King couldn't withstand this storm!
It emanated from behind the embankment, a forbidden power so oppressive it was suffocating.
The Butcher, the chicken farmer, and the seller of fake medicine tensed as if facing a formidable enemy. Their bodies shone with resplendent fairy light, endless runes flickering as they instinctively tried to resist.
