C1237 Curse

It was a gray, misty day. The rays of the sun emerged bit by bit, penetrating the thick layer of clouds and illuminating the world. This was originally a morning full of vitality.

"Use all your strength to hate them!"

However, Shen Shu's ferocious roar in front of the God of Heaven's Mirror made the morning even colder. There was no longer any air of vitality left