DeMarcia Xiongdu, a military camp in the suburbs.
As the dazzling blue magic light of Hicks Feimen gradually dissipates, what appears in front of Silas and other wizards and soldiers of the criminal army is the long lost bright sunshine of his hometown.
The sky of Demasia is very beautiful, with a kind of primitive and pure beauty without industrial pollution.
This is Zu'an, which is full of gloom all day long, and can never be compared with it.
"It's sunny here," sighed the fellow soldiers.
"Really?" Silas just smiled: "I think Zuan is better."
"Do you still hate here?" The comrades in arms were thoughtful.
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