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𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄
"Don't underestimate anyone, especially not because of gender, after all, even a girl can see the chaos of war."
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{{ The Kingdom of Wrath }}
After facing the first sin, unaware that they were standing before the embodiment of Pride without their knowing it, the pilgrims continued their long journey westward. Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing, and Tang Sanzang followed desolate paths, facing a landscape that seemed increasingly consumed by dark forces. Although united in purpose, each of the travelers was aware that even more difficult challenges awaited them.
The days grew drier as they went on. The weather was stifling, and the ground beneath their feet looked as if it had been scorched by the sun for years. Dead, cracked trees loomed on the horizon like skeletons, and life seemed to have abandoned the place.
Tang Sanzang felt a heavy and oppressive energy. There was something deeply wrong with this land. He paused for a moment and looked at Wukong. "Do you feel it?"
Sun Wukong, his gaze shrewd, nodded, keeping his hand firmly on his golden staff. "There's something dark around here. The air is thick with anger. We may be heading for more trouble."
