"Ugh...!" The dragon-man fainted and fell to the ground, the piece of black cloth leaving his hand and was shredded to rags by playing cards in an instant. "Protect the civilians, coordinate our forces!" Gongsun Ce instructed as he took out his phone, "Brother, how is it on your side?"
The two had knocked down all the performers, but there was no time to rest. Their nerves were stretched to the limit because the air had started to fog up...
It was a thick fog, like the one in Shadow Mist City.
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"Strange... What's going on?"
Tierlos had an unlit cigarette dangling from his lips, wondering to himself.
They had failed to secure a stall beside the scenic spot, so they didn't see Morton's play. He also hadn't noticed the anomaly in the Inner City District. The sounds were too distant for him to hear clearly, and he only thought about how this year's celebration had a new type of show, with a great wizard appearing and disappearing, which was quite interesting.
