C289 CHAPTER289 MID FIFTH-RANK IMPERIAL WEAPON WIND THUNDER GOD BLADE

"Master, the Wind Lightning trees have all been cut down."

When the Wind Lightning trees, towering dozens of feet and too wide to be embraced by two people, were finally felled, everyone, including Uncle Moreels and Ruff Ricci, wore weary expressions, sweat trickling down their faces. Their clothes were tattered with holes, and most of their hair was singed