"Caw—! My tail feathers!"
The Rift-Slicing Falcon King's piercing, furious shrieks still echoed through the valley when catastrophe struck!
High above in the firmament, a meteorite crystal imbued with overpowering astral malevolence and the fierce might of ninth-heaven thunder tore through layer after layer of cloud and mist, dragging a tail of purple lightning as it plunged straight down! Its momentum was not an explosion, but it unleashed an irresistible, space-swallowing astral vortex!
Chapter 523