The escape in autumn and winter is not unpleasant.


    At the moment when he felt a trace of the original breath, the autumn and winter was the great risk of the dead and completely gave up hope!


    No matter how many rules you master, in the face of the supreme existence with the source, it is a dead end!


    Autumn and winter know this.


    "Boom, boom!"


    The black burning tree of the abyss extending for unknown tens of thousands of miles collapsed like ashes.


    The endless breath of death