Chapitre 190: Island of Death

Heavy rain hammered down relentlessly as thunderstorms raged across the sky, as if intending to tear the entire realm apart. Amidst the howling wind and the flashes of lightning, the lone helicopter seemed so tiny and vulnerable in comparison, as if a stronger gust could easily shatter it into pieces. 

Under normal circumstances, flying in such weather was an extremely risky and dangerous challenge. Yet somehow, the helicopter remained remarkably stable as it breached the dense, swirling clouds, without a hint of disturbance. On closer inspection, the body of the chopper was enveloped in a faint golden shield, tightly securing it from the furious hands of the storm.