Boom! The huge waves violently hit the rugged rocks on the shore, instantly disintegrating into countless broken waves that splashed all over the sky. The sky was covered with clouds, and the big waves rolled up by the strong wind on the sea hit the beach. There was a faint rolling thunder in the dark clouds, reminding them of the storm. The storm was about to come. Lin Tianyu was wearing pajamas, holding a pan in one hand, and holding the Holy Sword of Elendil in the other. He stood on the top of the mountain and stared at the spectacular sight he had never seen before. His heart was filled with surprise that was even more turbulent than the sea in front of him.
As for why he appeared here with such an appearance, we still have to talk about it from two days ago.
