On the eve of the Great War. Beyond the wilderness, a large, abandoned warehouse. There is a strong smell of metal in the warehouse, and the dim light makes this warehouse ghostly and creepy.

Suddenly, a thin, disfigured man walked into the warehouse, as if it were not the first time he had come, and walked around the huge machinery and the small hill of countless records, and finally came to a rusty iron door.

He walked to the iron door, stretched out his hands full of burn marks, and pushed them away... A strong smell of excrement extinguished, the thin man frowned, and then looked in, only to see a scruffy man with a cloak and red eyes sitting in front of a wooden table, holding one

"May You Be as Gorgeous as Summer Flowers" Chapter 103 The Great War!! I am hitting my hand, please wait a moment,

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