"What kind of wind is this? Tornadoes are not like this, right?"

Mligi's eyes were very dull. He had been in this mountain range for many years. He had never heard of it even if he had heard it. He could actually blow the wind in the plains.

And beside him, the middle-aged man who was his tycoon was even more shocked, because he was a native native and had never heard of such a trend.

"No, General, look, in front of this wind...that is..."

"people!"

The middle-aged man's face finally changed. He had a good look in such a mountain range. He instantly discovered that in front of the smoke and dust, there was actually a running figure.

The ability to create such a momentum shows how fast the figure is.

"What? The figure...is not good!"

Mliji was already in a frightened state. When he heard the subordinate's words, he looked carefully and immediately realized that the "master" he was worried about was coming!

The fear of masters was the only reason why Mliji decided to escape as soon as the war began, and now the situation has come true.

If you are not a master, how can you run so fast in the mountainous areas?
Chapter completed!