The Ancient Goblin God originally wanted to set off immediately, but Lear glanced at the time.
It's better to let him delay for a day.
Wait until the demons appear, then assess the situation before proceeding.
No one knows how long they'll be held up in the Giant Dragon Plane; siphoning off strength to leave now is a bit risky.
The Ancient Goblin God decisively agreed.
Thus, in the blink of an eye, it was the morning of July 13.
Upon waking, Lear heard a sound, crackling~ Glass shattering from the sky.
He strode to the window, looked up at the sky, and after a brief perception, his expression became extremely serious.
At that instant, he could sense the rules governing the entire world had once again changed.
Rules, previously operating like precise instruments, suddenly became slack...
In the next moment, he swiftly turned his eyes to the west of Weilu City, his expression slightly changing.
