บท 832: If It's Not Dead, I’ll Make Another Stab

The three cannonballs were fired at the same time. Perhaps it was because they were too powerful, but they could still feel the burning sensation coming from the ground even though they were so far away.

The flames soared to the sky and reached the clouds. The sky that was filled with torrential rain that night suddenly became a bright moon with few stars. The rain stopped.

The water monkey that was directly blasted into pieces by the cannonballs were also completely destroyed.

Those guys that were fighting over food on the other side also disappeared completely. Even the tree trunks that had just been submerged were suddenly devoid of any water stains.

There was still a thick layer of withered leaves on the ground. Occasionally, there would be some green sprouts emerging from the ground.

The green grass that had never been taken care of before was even more lush and green. It represented the vitality of this place.