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Is this where I die?
That was the Thunder Emperor’s first thought when Boland’s eyes sharpened and he reached for the handle that peeked from his cloak. But what Boland withdrew was not a sword but a hand plow.
"Free Farming: First Style; Sowing.”
Boland pointed his hand plow to the sky like a triumphant general. With his other hand, he threw out a spray of seeds with a swipe of his sleeves.
He-he’s really sowing seeds…
The Thunder Emperor stared blankly at the descending seeds before awakening with a start. He shoved his hands forward with a shout. Lightning surged from his palms in long, endlessly splitting branches. It filled the sky, latched onto the seeds, and arced wildly between them.
Under the Thunder Emperor’s Chain Lightning, the expanse between him and Boland became a blinding lightning sea. However, Boland’s seeds were anything but ordinary: no larger than a pinky nail—the seemingly insignificant seeds in fact contained a tremendous amount of condensed mana. Amid coursing lightning, some of the seeds cracked and exploded.
The earth shook as a string of booms resounded.
The explosive power of one seed was sufficient to vaporize...
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