Chapter 388
I'll Call a Hundred Thousand Brothers to Tear Them Apart!
"Wind God Claywell?" Seventeen burst into disdainful laughter. "Does wielding 'Wind Rend' automatically make one a descendant of Claywell?"
Chapter 388
"Wind God Claywell?" Seventeen burst into disdainful laughter. "Does wielding 'Wind Rend' automatically make one a descendant of Claywell?"