Translator: Aran
Looking at the magnificent and grand city wall, it was the first time that Ye Qingyu realized the concept of Snow Capital. No matter how many years pass, the scene of the snow-white city walls towering majestically under the golden light of the sunset on this day would be permanently engraved in Ye Qingyu’s mind.
The giant city walls represented all hope of the Human Race of Heaven Wasteland.
[Bright Sword Ship] finally landed on the 66th citadel, when..
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