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The sound of the wind died down, and a column of light fell down from the sky, breaking, dying, dissipating. When the column of light faded, the gloomy clouds scattered, and the real golden sunlight fell on the earth.

When everything calmed down, the people of the mountain where the village used to be.

"Oh, although it worked, it seems that you didn't control your strength well, big brother