chapter 44 wait

Like a meteor, Roger pierced through the thick, greasy lead-gray clouds of the alien world, drew a graceful arc in the air, and swept towards a small mountain peak.

A figure was waiting for him at the top of the mountain.

It seemed as if she had been waiting for countless years, as if she had been waiting there since the moment heaven and earth were created.

In a flash of lightning, Roger flew through the heavy fog and flew to the mountain peak, slowly falling.

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