Scattered Ashes and Dispersed Smoke
編輯: Exodus Tales
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
Mo Fan was given a great scare by the incredible power of the magic formation, and he subconsciously took a few steps back. The black mountain opposite the one he was standing on was brightly lit, especially the East Guardian Tower at the peak. The gray-white walls were shrouded by the yellow light of death. It was like the whole building would be turned into scattered ashes and dispersed smoke in any second.
"Is...is this some kind of daily routine too?" Mo Fan looked at Xiao Zhe beside him with a stunned expression.
Xiao Zhe too was dumbfounded. He was about to answer when someone's voice, talking in Japanese, came from the drawbridge.
Judging from the voice, the guards in the East Guardian Tower were in a panic. They were yelling at the West Guardian Tower.