Clara City, the night has completely shrouded this quiet city, the night is surprisingly quiet, the moon has been covered, in front of a small hill on the outskirts of the city, a black clothed shrouded silhouette sitting on the ground, the top of the staff in his hand is emitting a faint fluorescence, with his hoarse incantation read, the fluorescence is slowly becoming darker, and replaced by a burst of inexplicable black ripples, the ripples slowly spread out, I don't know where from! A low moan came from somewhere. The groan as if from the ground, the eyes of the man in black has radiated a green light, the staff in his hands with his hoarse incantation sound a burst of arc, the groan is getting closer and closer, suddenly, in front of the earth bag soil have cracked, a low howl broke

