Beneath the gloomy underground, in the damp hollows, ancient altars are entrenched, and silence and darkness reign over the place.

There was not a single sound, as gloomy as hell.

In the center of the altar, a long sword was plunged deep into it, revealing only the hilt and half of the sword.

The heavy dust covers it, covering its original light and material, and it looks quaint and ordinary.

And at a certain moment, the long sword trembled imperceptibly, and the dust on it shook off a layer.

It seemed to be attracted by something, and the tremors gradually became violent, eventually turning into a buzz that resounded throughout the space.

"Buzz~"

The sound of breaking the air sounded, and a ......

"The Savage Throne" Chapter 187 I... Who the hell is it? Hand hitting, please wait a moment,

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