Mr. Tang and the others sat on a tour bus, but their eyes were fixed on the ruined fortress. If they looked outside from here, the impact was too great. Mr. Tang and the others had never seen a place like this.
They had never thought that there would be such a place. It was a fortress made of abandoned great magic tools. It was too wasteful.
Zhao Hai sat in the tour bus. The tour bus looked like a car with four wheels and a hood on its head. However, the surroundings were empty. There was nothing at all. However, there were two wings on the sides of the tour bus. The back of the tour bus was spewing flames as it flew continuously in the air.
