C256 'each of Them Has Their Own Scheme.'

The gray clouds continued to cover the land. The dark land, the iron gray vegetation, and the smell of iron and blood filled the air.

The vast wilderness was covered in silver-white metal with exquisite patterns.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Explosions rang out without stopping.

Many people were madly attacking the light membrane. Many people were excitedly roaring, and the plaza was filled with people