Chapter 4866
- For the Feather Race, when escaping had become an extravagant hope, that was the true despair. At this moment, everyone's heart was in a state of panic. The Martial Pavilion was too powerful. For the Feather Race, death had already begun to envelop them.
- "It's over. It's completely over."
- "Damn it. When did the Martial Pavilion have such a freak? Is he really proficient in everything?"