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What was this familiar feeling of fraud?
Matthew cursed in his heart.
However, he remained silent.
He had just arrived and didn't know where this place was. It was better to keep a low profile.
The three people below were silent.
The shadow on the Milky Way snorted coldly.
"Where are the soldiers? "
As soon as he finished speaking.
With the Milky Way as the stage behind it, a scene unfolded like a painting.
In the picture.
Thousands of soldiers and horses followed the burly figure in armour and charged into the battle.
Matthew saw it clearly.
The first thing he saw was a group of thin figures wearing short grey robes. These people were carrying green longbows, with guns hanging from their waists, and riding on cranes, flying through the sky.
This is the Flying Crane Army.
Immediately after.
