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(It was the end of the month. Ru Qing was doing her best with her half-crippled body not to fall behind on updates or take time off. She also hoped everyone could cast a monthly vote for this book. Friends, please vote for this book with your monthly tickets...)
A delicate call, as gentle as flowing water, drifted through the air. It seemed to break free of the constraints of space and pierce through every sound at the scene.
The spectators all seemed to sense something. Reflexively, they shut their mouths, unconsciously slowing their breathing as they stared fixedly at the figure standing atop Cu Chulainn. For no reason at all, their hearts tightened.
Even ordinary spectators reacted like this, let alone the powerful figures who could clearly sense the vast magic power surging from Wu Yan.
Rebecca, Sylvia, Veronica, Ash, Eco, Graham, and the others all tensed. Yusula's grip on the divine sword Fragarach grew tighter and tighter until her hands turned white, her expression more solemn than ever.
As she felt the magic power rising from Wu Yan, the warning bells in Yusula's heart rang madly, instantly pulling her nerves taut.
Yusula's instincts told her...
Something utterly terrifying was awakening...
Her clear eyes gradually changed beneath the frantic warnings ringing in her heart. Uncertainty churned within Yusula's gaze as she watched Wu Yan across from her, who had fallen into the calm before a storm. In the end, Yusula chose not to keep watching.
If this continued, she