As soon as the words fell, he suddenly raised his hands, arms held high.
"Go!"
"Defend this kingdom!"
You Lin shouted.
At his call, the Dust Cloud and Black Face immediately shot upwards, rushing straight into the sky, where these two clouds began to swirl and collide.
Boom!
Rumble!
Massive black and gray clouds enveloped the sky, covering the entire city.
Swish!
Soon, countless smoke and dust descended with the storm, densely packed like an impenetrable gray wall.
Rumble!
Large stones also fell, continuously landing upon the ground.
"!!!"
The Ayodhya army immediately noticed this terrifying power.
"Where did these clouds come from, such a strong wind!"
"Prince, this power is so immense!"
"These must be the Heavenly Emperor's clouds; only his clouds can summon smoke and stones."
Everyone was panic-stricken, letting out cries of alarm.
Luo Hu rode on his steed.
His eyes gazed distantly at the two black clouds in the sky, feeling a slight heaviness in his heart.
