Catastrophe erupted, it was the end of the world. Survivors were surrounded by the impregnable wall, a new order was established... The desire for power, faith, and darkness pervaded each other, layer upon layer of brands imprinted in every corner of the heart. The virus wreaked havoc, were these humans' true colors? "I unexpectedly survive, I want to live." –Du Dian
“This is... the imperial capital?”
Seeing this familiar architectural style, he had some guesses in his heart. One after another, he saw some scenes in the wilderness. In this scene, a young man with a body full of ferocious and sharp blades pounced toward the existence in his line of sight.
“This is me...”he was stunned for a moment. Soon, he saw another sea area. When his line of sight rushed out of the sea area, he saw the person he saw lowering his head to look at the fish-scale-like body, a young man with an eccentric temperament was exhaling from his body. It was himself.
This familiar background made him suddenly realize that the scene recorded in the ball seemed to be the world that Crimson Moon’s eyes were observing!
This was Crimson Moon’s memory!
However, why did the demon lord appear in Crimson Moon’s memory?
Soon, he thought of another memory in Crimson Moon’s body, Bolo.