After the Scorpion King died, the Lord God's restriction on aircraft vanished as well. The spaceship materialized out of thin air high above, pulling everyone back into the cabin.
"Damn it! We survived! That was too close! Too close for comfort!" Overwrought, Bawang lay flat on the cabin floor, beads of sweat the size of peas rolling down his forehead.
Now where had he heard that line before?
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