September 7th evening.
Inside the Mulong Palace.
"What are you doing, Lao Da? Let's go! Begin the greatest adventure of the 27th century of the Holy Spirit Calendar!"
Nashano couldn't wait any longer, being obsessed with collecting Junlin Swords like a madman; this was better than ice.
The hallucination-inducing substances of the Western Continent were also varied in quality; the lesser ones were synthetic drugs concocted by alchemists using various mixed ingredients, suitable for those without much economic means, completely driving them insane.
And the herb sourced from Mirror Sea by Doringger was naturally organic, only making people half mad. Those with poor economic status can't even afford it for long; it's only accessible to high-end people.
Liszt dealt with Doringger, leaving a gap in Nashano. Who would fill it? He could only start the adventure fiercely.
