157 Birth of a Broken Soul in the Apocalypse

Meng Chao's smile froze on his face. 

There were indeed two souls living in the depths of his body. 

One of them was his eighteen-year-old self. He was at the height of his youth and vigor, and he was full of passion. He was rash, determined, naive, and had a somewhat righteous mindset. He also believed that something beautiful was happening right now. In other words, he was similar to the other people around the same age as he was. 

The other one was a broken soul which had survived hundreds of battles and returned from the apocalypse. 

He should think about it carefully. When Dragon City was destroyed, what sort of mindset did he have?

He fought for decades, and the battles he faced every day grew more and more brutal and tragic. Even though the experiences refined and polished his ability to kill, he lost everything—his family, his home, and his future.