Chapitre 348: Chapter 329 I am the Future of Cyart!

Beneath the black clouds, the harbor seemed to fall under a profound curtain of night prematurely, as the clouds rolled like tumbling ink, tremendously heavy and almost within reach.

They densely gathered in the sky, obscuring the originally faint sunlight, plunging the entire harbor into a gloomy and oppressive state.

The waves on the sea, reflected by the dark clouds, appeared more turbulent and fierce, each splash carrying a restless mood, crashing against the shore's rocks with a low and dull echo.

The ships in the harbor seemed bound by the suddenly oppressive atmosphere, bereft of their usual clamor and liveliness, their masts swaying in the gale, creaking and groaning as if in fear of the imminent storm.

The entire harbor was enveloped in an extremely terrifying air.

Deep down, the residents all felt a huge fear, chattering under the thick black clouds, and although they saw the transformed former Cyart King, they could not recognize his identity.