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Kant's Fury

The swarm of Graywind bugs covered the sky, casting a terrifying shadow.

The sky above Moani was completely dark.

The silver-gray locusts fluttered like a blizzard, and the sky was filled with the buzzing of their wings.

They were the Devourers, the Destroyers, the Destroyers. The lives of mortals were like candles in the wind under their sharp teeth, and the fruits of civilization were just fruits waiting to be plucked. It would only take a day to turn a city with a long history into ruins. They came from all directions, ancient, otherworldly, modern, and Earth. The traces of terror crossed the fog of time and descended on this pitiful city.

However, the Holy Veil opened here.