This is a fantasy world where angels and demons dance together, elves and dwarves play mahjong, and every imperial royal family member has a dragon.
In the Campbell black market, there is an ...
Macaron was completely unaware of this; he was still focused on controlling his floating island, moving it to the left.
Once he gets this damn shipwreck ashore, he can get down to business!
Li Aili stood on the shore, gazing at the floating island in the distance where the sunken ship was being salvaged.
"A magical version of the old crane," she exclaimed.
Hakin: "Huh? What car?"
Li Aili said, "It's an infrastructure artifact, but unfortunately, the opportunity to use it to summon a magic saint is not frequent."
Hajin didn't understand. She tugged at the hem of Li Aili's white shirt. "Aili, that chain... it looks like it's embedded in that floating island."
Li Aili took a closer look, and sure enough!
It's as obvious as if the stitching got stuck between your teeth!
Li Aili: "..." (⊙o⊙)!
She had a bad feeling.
Then, just as the massive shipwreck reached the diving shore, there was a loud cracking sound as clods of earth broke apart.
Sky Prison... has been split in two.
Everyone's expression went blank.
The great 'Lord of Fire,' Mr. Falio Macaron, suddenly went into a 'blank mode' with a 'buzz'.
Just as Leslie was trembling and wondering if selling the house she had just bought in full would be enough to compensate for a floating island...
A portal to another dimension opened.
A handsome man with blond hair and green eyes appeared.
He was dressed in a crisp black military uniform, with a sky-blue sash, and his chest was covered with medals that represented honor.
His face resembled the Duke of Cold Jade three parts and the unrestrained Red Pomegranate five parts.
The remaining two parts possess an indescribable classical beauty.
"Hey, Ellie, hello, this must be our first meeting."
“I am Albert.”