"Hiss!"
In the pitch-black night, the demonic Qi of Burning Sky Warhawk was like a raging fire. It left a long afterimage in the air and directly landed in the palace of fire cloud capital city!
No. 8 Luban jumped down from the back of burning Warhawk and had already transformed into the first Prince's e Huo Lian ran!
The main hall of the Royal Palace!
After all, it was the night before the final battle. Dozens of people who looked like civil officials were gathered in the hall, anxiously waiting for the latest battle reports from the two battlefields!
The outcome of the war would directly determine the future of the entire fire cloud region! It was destined that many people would not be able to sleep tonight!
"Continuous burning? What are you doing here?"
A middle-aged man with a strong aura fixed his eyes on No. 8 Luban, who had appeared at the entrance of the hall.
"Third uncle!"
No. 8 Luban gave the middle-aged man a faint smile.
