In the 12th year of the Apocalypse, the trumpet was blown again and the smoke was rising.
Ronghua looked at the rolling black clouds in the sky, which were moving forward at an extremely fast speed and devouring the earth, making him feel suffocated. Ronghua once again went to the battlefield with the army. He has been treating people for 15 years and practicing medicine with the army for three years.
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