Will The Fist God Agree?
編集者: Atlas Studios
Ba Country.
The sky was filled with clouds today, blocking out the sun rays.
Outside the courtyard, a woman stood by the edge of the field with a worried expression.
In the field were Ba Country's special crops, but it had not rained in the past few years.
The land was beginning to dry up.
In the past, there would be rain every two years.
Either a large rain or a small rain.
But there was nothing in the past few years.
"Mother, don't worry. I'll find you a shaman and let him cast a spell for you." A youth walked out from the courtyard.
He was carving wood in his hand.
The faintly discernible figure had a posture of punching out with a fist.
Fistless God.
The people of Ba Country were strong and had a lot of strength.
However, those who could use ghost techniques and summon the wind and rain were very few.
It was very different from the people outside Ba Country.