Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The dull sound of war drums echoed from the clouds above the sky, the dazzling seven-colored calamity clouds now covering an area of ten thousand miles.
Throughout the world.
The sound of war drums lingered and reverberated, deafening.
What was unimaginable was that within the clouds appeared a vast crowd, a thousand soldiers and horses.
Army of flames, with bodies burning red hot.
Army of weak waters, gleaming with green light as if condensed from water waves.
An army glistening, as if carved from Gold.
And others...
One group after another marched out from those seven-colored calamity clouds, grand and imposing, with each army embodying an extreme manifestation of an origin power.
The army of fire was the origin of fire.
The army of weak waters was the origin of water.
And the origin of gold, the origin of wood, the origin of light, the origin of thunder, etc...
As many as one hundred and eight attribute armies simultaneously appeared above the sky.
