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Above The Sky

The first star that passed away extinguished two thousand years ago. Four hundred years later, the mysterious Calamity of Heavenly Fall destroyed the civilization of the previous era, returning thriving cultures to ignorance. Since then, stars gradually vanished, the Firmament grew dark and dim, and a new civilization rose from the starless wilderness, flourishing once more. Yet, what accompanied this were war, death, destruction, and hatred. The flames once aimed at the Firmament were used to slaughter the people of enemy nations, and the raining clouds once engineered to alter deserts were turned into floods that engulfed the land. Humans once again began to kill each other for wealth and power... but no one looked up at the sky. They lost the Guidance of the stars Above the Sky, forgetting the awe of gazing upon the Milky Way. They were all prisoners. One thousand six hundred years after the Calamity of Heavenly Fall, a young child awakened memories of his past life. He wanted to break the Cage, to throw off the shackles. He wanted to become a star. To return to Above the Sky. "I don't care about how the people of this world live, whether they're well-fed or not, whether they can dress warmly or live comfortably, whether they have dreams or hopes. I don't care about their loves and hates." "I just want to go Above the Sky." ——Ian.

Gloomy Sky Hidden God · Fantaisie
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472 Chs

Chapter 279: The Stomach of the Behemoths (2/3)

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Splash!

Everyone saw that an Ironclad Shark, missing one of its fins, opened its gaping mouth. Amidst the panic-stricken escape of the black and white fish, it began to methodically hunt down those silver fish—although the silver fish indeed had the potential of Magical Beasts, what did that matter to an Ironclad Shark, nearly at the First Power Level Peak, at the top of the Southern Sea food chain?

They were nothing more than extremely tasty food!

At this moment, Shasha could truly be said to be sweeping through like a whirlwind, its mouth wide open. It was starving, yet it couldn't find any food it felt safe to eat.

If Ian hadn't stopped it, it almost gnawed on those pre-era alloy walls that would have shattered its teeth.

Shasha's hunting ability was indeed strong. In a short while, the silver fish in the lake had been devoured to the last one.

Visibly, many small wounds and missing parts on Shasha's body began to heal—the silver fish were truly nourishing for it.