In the early morning, the rising sun shines softly, illuminating a tranquil patch of primeval forest.

The dense trees swayed gently in the morning breeze, making a faint rustling sound.

The sound of birds weaves through the gaps in the foliage and weaves together into a beautiful melody, as if nature is playing a prelude to a new day.

If it weren't for the ferocious rotten wolf cavalry walking through the dense forest from time to time, the scenery of the primeval forest after the transformation of the world would be quite pleasant

Chapter 35 of "The First Necromancer of the Worlds, the Flower of the Corpse Guard at the Beginning" This thing is destined for me! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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