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Whoo-whoo-whoo...
Boom!
Whoo-whoo...
Boom!
The raging winds, as if blowing in from the realm of giants into reality.
Normally, the houses around Padlin New Voyage Island bay could withstand typhoons above level 12.
But now, many coastal buildings still collapsed under the wind's force.
Accompanied by the rampaging winds, waves more than a dozen meters tall kept backwashing into the bay of Padlin New Voyage Island.
At this moment.
In a mountain villa halfway up the mountain range on the left side of Padlin New Voyage Island.
The core and elite members of the Boiling Blood Adventure Group, including Tuck, were all gathered here.
Right now, everyone was congregating near the window, their faces grave as they scrutinized the tumultuous seascape outside.
Today, Tuck had planned to join the Adventure Group's banquet after his normal cultivation routine.
But as soon as he arrived, the Ocean Wicked Spirits launched their attack.
