As soon as this thought emerged, garen rejected it.
The maid of misfortune would only bring some trouble to the imaska Empire.
It would not be easy to destroy a magic Empire in the Prime Material Plane.
"However, this might be an opportunity."
The silver Dragon stood on the peak of the mountain, looking at the imaska Empire with a deep gaze.
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Time passed by quietly.
The avatar of the goddess of misfortune strolled through the territory of the imaska Empire.
She walked through the bustling and bustling Street. Strangely, the conspicuous appearance of the incarnation of the goddess of misfortune did not attract the slightest attention, as if she did not exist at all and others could not see her. When she encountered pedestrians and houses blocking the way, the incarnation of the goddess of misfortune did not avoid them. Like a ghost, she directly passed through them.
