At this moment, hundreds of white, flawless flowers were blossoming in the sky of the crater lake that the Village of Peace was at while they fell in the wind.
A lot of flowers had already fallen to the surface of the lake. They were floating like jellyfish.
The flowers made all the villagers go crazy. They were either searching on the lake in boats or fighting for them in midair with curved magical equipment that was similar to a paraglider on their back. Their searchlights illuminated the sky as if it were daylight. It was quite a lively scene.
Li Yao focused his attention and could vaguely tell that they were parachutes that were carrying some metal boxes.
"A blessing from the angels!"
