The Calamity of the Future

This “natural disaster” is not that kind of natural disaster. Natural disasters kill people; “Natural Disaster” destroys worlds.

How many songs of joy have been scattered by the wind and dust? How many grand mansions washed away by torrential rain? Heaven’s fire has burned the splendid scrolls of a hundred generations, and eternal night has buried the glory of the past.

In this apocalypse, Ni Feng quietly did a ten-pull, and a golden light appeared!

“Guan is here. Prepare to die!” The green-robed, long-bearded lord sat astride his horse, blade in hand.

“The celestial signs have changed.” Kongming waved his feather fan.

“This old Sun is off!” A handsome young man from Flower-Fruit Mountain swaggered past.

“Why do we need guns and cannons to unite the nations?” declared the Father of the State.

“If the natural disasters aren’t vanquished, how can I think of home?” The General of the Escort Flag had already ridden off to battle.

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