Imperial power is not eternal, civilization is not perpetual.
The most time-honored tavern in this city also has a day when it reaches its end.
But perhaps no one expected that this day would come so quickly, so fiercely.
"Boom!"
Accompanying the violent explosion sound was the noise reminiscent of Doomsday.
When blood-colored clouds began to taint the sky, everyone knew something was not right.
"Boom!"
The second thunderous noise came quickly, and it came close.
Already, some were screaming and fleeing in panic.
But this was still just the beginning.
Dark and wild winds brought poisonous rain, while on the other side, skies like simmered clouds in red hue brought even more bizarre rainbows amidst the rain.
Such abnormal weather was clearly not normal, but the result of two Rule strongmen battling for territorial control.
Or, to put it another way, this was the aftermath of both sides exerting their full strength.
