abaddon didn't understand link's advice, but it didn't stop him from memorizing it.
He had learned something from link.
He could write down the things he didn't understand.
In the future, he would naturally understand.
The two of them waited at the top of the skyscraper.
However, it was a little awkward.
Link was lying on the recliner, drinking his iced fruit juice with an umbrella beside him.
On the other hand, Frostmourne was stuck to the side, exposed to the scorching sun. No one knew when it would end.
Under the building, one could clearly hear Mustafa's chaotic state.
The crowd shouted, the magnetic levitation track was crowded and paralyzed, and the honking of horns never stopped.
From time to time, the glass of the building shattered, accompanied by the intense sound of gunfire.
A chaotic performance was playing out in Mustafar.
Link found it laughable.