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A vast, boundless grassland was jolted by a deafening explosion, and a towering mass of black light appeared in the sky, exceptionally conspicuous.
A streak of purple Escape Light shot out from the black light, moving with incredible speed.
"Dare to intrude into our Barbarian Tribe's heartland and create chaos, then don't think about leaving—stay behind!"
A cold male voice rose.
No sooner had the voice fallen than a gust of fierce wind blew, and a tall man dressed in black appeared in front of the purple Escape Light. On his back were a pair of enormous black feathery wings, which upon closer inspection were ethereal, not solid.
Clasped in the man's hand was a crescent axe that shimmered with black light, intricately engraved with the words "Ink Moon" and exuded an astonishing amount of Spiritual Energy—it was a Spiritual Treasure.
The purple Escape Light halted, revealing a full-figured woman in a purple dress, her expression one of terror.
