Over Qingquan City.
A "dragonfly" transport plane is circling along the edge of the Fifth Ring Road.
Looking at the endless yellow and green fog outside the cabin, I could not help smashing my tongue and my eyes were surprised.
The spore cloud gathered in the center of the city is like a waterfall falling from the clouds, and looks like a giant tree with luxuriant branches and leaves from a distance.
The lofty body devours the earth, and the stretched branches and leaves invade the sky.
Is there really a weapon that can destroy this thing in reality?
Even a nuclear bomb
A faint chill crept along the line of sight. Brother Mantou shook his head