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As he walked, Cao Xing was drawn to another enormous firearm.
Even Tong Chuchu beside him widened her eyes, her gaze filled with longing!
It was a massive gun over two meters long, forged entirely from an unknown black metal.
Its surface was covered in intricate runes and energy patterns.
The barrel had an astonishing diameter of thirty centimeters. Just one look was enough to feel its intimidating power.
He glanced over its information.
Lan Qianxue smiled reassuringly, shook her head, and said, "Mom is really fine. Oh, you must be hungry, right? Mom will go make you something to eat." As she spoke, Lan Qianxue started to get up.
After her injuries healed, she began observing the place. What she could not understand was how a stone cave beneath the waters of the mortal realm could remain completely dry. Could it be that the formation trapping the flood dragon here had blocked off the river water?
Over the following century, beastfolk Hero Tier rose up and established an army capable of rivaling humanity. In the end, they led the beastfolk in founding a new kingdom.
Yan Poyue nodded lightly. Lin Chong, the Panther Head, had once been an instructor of the Eight Hundred Thousand Imperial Guards. Yet after being exiled into military service, if no one had bribed those above and below, he would first have to endure a hundred intimidating cudgel strikes. There was no need to ask; the special forces' intimidating cudgels had already come down hard and fast.
"Mom, I was young and hotheaded. I know I was wrong now, so please don't be angry, okay?" Seeing Madam Zheng get angry, Zheng Xiaoyue hurriedly hugged her arm and pressed herself against it.
But she knew that all the suffering and torment she had endured,