The long wind in September travels thousands of miles to the east, accompanied by the running messenger, until the end of the seashore. The golden light rose to the sky, illuminating the ancient seaside city. And the black Death Wolf flag fluttered over the top of the Hidden Snake City, symbolizing the king's presence!

At this moment, thousands of guard warriors are closely patrolling inside and outside the city. And in the most closely guarded Temple of the Hidden Snake, Shulot was looking relieved, looking at the two third-level historian priests saluting in front of him, shaking hands with satisfaction.

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