C673 Confluent fire

"Da Da Da Da …"

The sound of horses galloping could be heard in the forest. A middle-aged man in his forties was riding a handsome green horse, galloping through the forest.

The blue sky was covered by white clouds and a cool breeze was blowing. A purple light was falling down from the sky like a falling star!

The purple light fell on the desolate wasteland. As far as the eye could see