Chapter 524: The Saint Descends! Rob the Treasure Vault! (3)

On the other shelves were all kinds of antiques, weapons, and even a small shelf with the breathing technique inheritance diagram.

"I've done nothing wrong. Why are you punishing me like this?"

The king roared angrily in the treasure vault. He pushed down these bookshelves as if he was venting his anger. Those expensive antiques and ancient paintings were all scattered on the ground.

The ancient painting of the beautiful fairy fell to the ground with a dull thud.

The king was breathing heavily. Anger and incomprehension erupted.

He did not know that in this era, everything he did was in vain. The Dark Wave had revived and the transcendent had returned.

Nobles and generals, fame and fortune, power and wealth, in the face of the unstoppable torrent of the era, could not withstand a single blow!

And the king didn't notice.

On one of the ancient paintings that had fallen.