The sky was like a pocket with a hole in it, and the heavy rain was like an endless river that never stopped.
"Give up resistance, you have no chance to send the information out!"
The person who spoke was a sturdy man with red paint on his chin.
He was wearing a flaming cloud robe and carrying a huge sword, letting the raindrops as big as beans hit his face.
"Haha, give up?"
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