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 their Imperial City?”
“I didn’t expect their goddess corpse to be hidden here. How Stupid.”
“Zhizhi, we can finally start a massacre!”
The nine of them stood on the city wall and looked down at the bustling scene. They were all extremely excited.
“Who are you!”
“Who are you? !”
When the surrounding city guards saw the nine of them suddenly jump up, they shouted in shock and anger and quickly rushed over.
A burly man standing on the far right glanced at them and raised his hand to pull out the broadsword on his back. This broadsword was completely black, and the back of the broadsword was like a shark fin with sharp spikes protruding out. He stabbed the broadsword into the ground beneath his feet, the sturdy city wall instantly split open. He flipped his hand to pick up the gravel on the ground and swung his broadsword at them.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!