Whoosh!
A tongue of flame appeared in the Underworld, descending from the sky straight toward City No. 95.
Not many beings saw the tongue of flame, but every one of them was a ghost-god-level expert.
Fear and unease gripped them. They instinctively looked up and saw the tongue of flame.
The instant they saw it, a piece of information surfaced in their minds: [Sky Patrol Magic Treasure].
This was a magic treasure beyond the twelfth tier, a super magic treasure composed of at least a hundred twelfth-tier magic treasures.
By the time they saw this magic treasure, they had already been locked onto.
There was no escape!
They could not even move.
Ghost god after ghost god cursed inwardly, You bastards, I was just hit by the [Sky Patrol Magic Treasure] two years ago.
My wounds haven't even healed yet. Why is it striking again?
Does City No. 95 have bad feng shui?
Once this is over, if I survive, I'm definitely leaving City No. 95. No, leaving Ring No. 95 overnight is the way to go.
The number 95 is unlucky.
Whoosh!
An enormous sonic-boom ring of fire suddenly appeared ahead of the tongue of flame, visible to a third of all beings in Ring No. 95.
Whoosh!
The tongue of flame passed through the sonic-boom ring of fire, then split in two.
Whoosh!
A second sonic-boom ring of fire formed. The tongues of flame passed through it, and two became four.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Sonic-boom rings formed one after another. The tongues of flame multiplied, then fell like a sky full of stars.
Seeing the area covered by the tongues of flame, the ghost gods despaired. This Sky Patrol Magic Treasure strike covers the entire city.
Fuck, which idiot provoked the Flower-Scatter Daoist?
*Damn it, the Flower-Scatter Daoist