ng Wulin only felt like his insides were burning as if they had been scorched. A series of sword threads crossed each other, forming a net that intercepted the golden-red fireballs chasing after him....ing quests. 。And we, the ones who assign these tasks, can't possibly shoulder the full weight of their failure probability. 。This has made the spirit forging metal increasingly rare and in short suppl...
Chapter 222: Suppression, Control