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Chapter 1,249 The Evil Gods Wooden Bow, the Forgotten Treasure(3/3)

The rays of the morning sun shine through the ice.

Mottled light patterns are formed.

The entire ice shell glowed with white light.

Injecting a touch of warm colors into the cold urban area.

Through the sunlight, Zong Shen could vaguely see the disintegrating frost runes emerging from the ice shell.

They are a manifestation of the Law of Frost's manifestation and subsequent disintegration.

The influence of rules here is fading quickly,

Maybe in a month, maybe in two months, sooner or later the ice and snow will melt.

But by then, the giant city of Lentax will probably have already seen a wave of changes in its residents.

It is almost inevitable that this place will be taken over.

The scene in front of me is magnificent and rare to see.

Ice shell in the sun.

A city under the ice crust.

Him in the city.

This scene and situation are quite artistic.

Zong Shen stared silently for a while before looking away.

Hamis raised his slender neck and was equally curious about the sun.

Hell never sees the light of day.

It can't be said to hate the sun, but it can't be said to like it either, it's just curious.

The master and the servant stared at the top of their heads in unison.
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