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
Dudian was waiting for him to get close to him so he wouldn’t let him get away. He immediately pounced forward and closed the gap between him and Amos. The sharp limbs of his chest suddenly pierced out like a few long daggers.
Amos was shocked. He roared and stomped his feet. The beam under his feet suddenly cracked. His body shrank down and avoided Dudian’s embrace. He went under the carriage and rushed out from behind the wheel.
The pioneers who were tied around the carriage were pulling the carriage. They didn’t attack Yamos.
Dudian didn’t expect them to work for him wholeheartedly. He took off and rushed towards Yamos. He flapped his wings and looked like a black bird.