Chapter 1212-Under the Ancient Well

black earth, dressed in red and holding the blood sickle, like the god of death clutching fate, is frantically harvesting the blood volume of the corpse god..circle of people.sea area.the surging sea... can suppress them.""you saints go to the moon with the origin of the kingdom of heaven, what about the kingdom of heaven" An Qing asked inexplicably."Heaven"Michael slowly closed his eyes and turned...