บท 1244: Wizard Ancestor

Dark clouds covered the sky and heavy rain poured down to the turbulent sea. Only the occasional bolts of lightning that cut through the sky could bring light to the vast sea. However, a fleet of ships was braving the wind and breaking the waves to contend with the natural might of Heaven.

Crack… BOOM…

A flash of lightning broke through the thick dark clouds as if tearing a hole in the sky and violently bolted down to the bottom. The light spread out for a moment, revealing an old man in a black robe on the bow deck of the liner. The man was holding a golden staff and slowly looked up at the sky.

Illuminated by the light, his eyes became jet black as though they were bottomless black holes. Jet black smoke flew out of his body and fully shrouded his body in the dark smog the moment the light was gone.

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