Jiang Wenmingapos;s

A dragon's gargantuan form sliced across the sky, obscuring the sun. It clamped down on Sakura Country's national luck, then ripped off a large chunk and swallowed it whole.,Two consecutive sounds suddenly rang out, pulling back the crowd who were about to leave their seats.,They are farther away from us, so even if we were to attack, it would be the British Empire we'd target.。