C3134 Roar

At the edge of the iron-cast plain.

Half of Grand Central Emperor 's yellow robe was already damaged, revealing his strong muscles.

His left hand was holding a head.

It was Jiao Ling's head.

His face was expressionless as he quietly listened to the sound of the wind.

He vaguely heard something.

"..."

Most of the city of Manderick had already been reduced to rubble