C709 The Conversation in the North Sea!

"Rumble!"

The raging waves surged and crashed into the rift. The Wraithlands had completely separated from the Nine Continents and became the last territory of the human race.

Agatha stood proudly in the sky, holding the Sundown Bow in her hand. She shot out nine arrows in a row, tearing apart the hundreds of thousands of border regions of the Wraithlands and Divine Land.

At this point in time