The desolate sound of the horn rang out once more, and the next second, the ring surrounding the island suddenly sprang into motion!
...
Gray Stone opened his mouth wide and took a deep breath, his less than one-meter-tall body, chest swelling to the extreme, and then, Gray Stone let out this turbid breath heavily.
Fresh air, crisp and intoxicating, with a hint of insignificant Demonic Qi, like salt in a dish, adding a touch of flavor to the wonderful air.
This is paradise!
Although three days ago, Gray Stone had already come to Earth through the Demon Realm's Gate, breathed the air of Earth, and though he had more than once felt "this is paradise," at this moment, Gray Stone couldn't help but repeat it.
"Yes, this is paradise!"
In the distance, the commander standing high sang the pre-battle mobilization loudly, attracting Gray Stone's attention.
