Ishtar suddenly looked up to the sky, her expression becoming extremely grim.
Suddenly, a tornado swept in from the sky, stabbing the earth like a huge awl. The violent storm blew away everything around it, even sweeping across the entire city of Babylon. The people in the city were blown away like catkins.
A young man with long dark green hair walked out of the storm. He was handsome and wore a simple white robe, but the expression on his face was as cold as the wind.
"Ishtar, you have crossed a line."
The handsome young man had cold eyes and a frosty face.
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