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The sky split.

It was about the time of last night.

There were no stars in the World of the Fist God. Every night, people would take a rest early in preparation for the next morning, when the sun rose in the east, to build up their muscles and build up their skills.

Therefore, nobody in Red Gold Town saw how the sky split open.

However, when they were drowsy, they suddenly heard an earsplitting explosion.

No. It was not accurate, because there were neither stars nor lightning in the World of Fist Gods.

It was more like the sound of 'Glenn', the toughest boxer in town, punching the iron skull of the Iron-Horned Devil Bear and blowing it up.

Like 'Glen', who had died a long time ago, he punched the heads of all the residents, giving them a splitting headache. They all jumped up from their beds.

Amid the noisy discussions and earsplitting screams, the townspeople kicked open their homes and rushed out to take a look.