Dang!
Dang! Dang!
On the walls of Golden City, alarming smokes rose up to the sky, while the giant bell in the central square was rung repeatedly.
The slave traffickers, smugglers, robbers, and bandits that gathered in the city raised their heads in shock.
They couldn't understand what kind of danger could send Golden City into such an alarmed state as if the city had met its greatest enemy.
One needed to know, on this land, even Burning Dawn couldn't shake the sturdy position of Golden City.
For a hundred years, Golden City relied on force to build its prestigious name. It had far overtaken the Burning Dawn from a hundred years ago, or should it be…
With some intentional individual's arrangement, those who came to Golden City now had forgotten a hundred years ago, Golden City was just a sentry camp for Burning Dawn.
"Is it related to the fireworks just now?"
"That devil head?"
"Is it the Burning Family?"
