This continent deep in the land of the heart of the world is extrely vast, with an ancient wood wolf forest.
There is also the flow of primitive prehistoric air, with a wild atmosphere, as if returning to ancient tis.
And at this mont, in this continent.
There are two figures walking.
A man and a woman.
The woman is dressed in a light-colored gauze dress, and three thousand black silks are scattered like ink, pouring down.
Her pretty face is fair and crystal clear, her eyes are as bright as stars, her skin is whiter than snow, and she can be broken by blowing a bomb.
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