It's raining.

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Smoke-free city Dacia prison.

In the smoke-free city in May, the scene near the prison was shrouded in thin curtains of rain.

The drizzle is like silk, falling on the ground in succession, soft and even. The sky is blocked by gray clouds, completely swallowing up the rays of the sun, giving the land a pale color.

The rain curtain penetrates the silence of the earth, falling on the grass and leaves and making a faint rustling sound; when the wind in the smoke-free city blows, the sound of raindrops echoing in the ears, as if nature and the world are going on at this moment

Close dialogue; the prison walls look even more desolate due to the baptism of rain, and the condensed water droplets on the walls slide along the texture, like tears in the mist.

At this time, Vardasson Broly, who was staying in the deepest part of the prison, slowly opened his eyes, and his chilling eyes began to look outside through the prison bars.

The mountains in the distance are looming under the cover of mist, blurring the boundaries, giving people a mysterious and eerie feeling; rainwater flows down the mountain streams from the top of the mountains, forming streams like silver ribbons, silently

Crossing the valley; the stream laps at the rocks, making a low and sweet sound, like the singing of nature itself.

Around the prison, the moss-covered stone walls give off an ancient and silent atmosphere.

Raindrops dripped on the wall, leaving slender water marks, which added a sense of sadness and loneliness to the prison. The prisoners may be staring at the rain curtain outside through the windows, and their hearts are entangled with endless thoughts.

Dong dong dong——

Broly's heart began to beat inexplicably, and he felt something unspeakably huge approaching him. The silent sinful blood in his body began to boil, and a familiar feeling of bloodlust began to spread throughout his body.

"Let the wicked forsake his way, and the unjust his thoughts."
Chapter completed!