Chapter 1611 The Storm Breaks
- The storm was coming. Everyone could feel the hostility soaking the wet, cold air.
- “What in the world hatched out of all this dark energy? Looks like the sky wants us dead. No escape, not a sliver. Hahahaha… the sky wants us dead…” Someone finally cracked under the pressure and started raving.
- People rushed to hoard supplies. Some wanted to run—run where, though?