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The Divine Throne Of Infinity

This is a game of deities. This is a fallen world. This is an endless voyage. Amidst the ruins of a shattered reality, a race known as "humans" dares to stake their existence on the faint glimmer of hope. "I shall return unto you the trials we once endured," proclaims a man of benevolent smile as he stands atop the pinnacle of the world. With fluttering banners, he gazes upon the radiant tapestry of the cosmos. He points a single finger toward the distant stars. Boom! A thunderous explosion shatters the silence, echoing across the desolate landscape.

Scholar In A White Robe · Sci-fi
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Gotham City was divided into two places...

Now ablaze in a sea of fire!

This was destined to be a busy night.

Whether for the Riddle Gentleman or for Gotham.

In the darkness.

A gentleman in a tuxedo quietly drifted away from the crowd.

Behind him, a roaring inferno.

Real men never look back at explosions.

The streets were in chaos, but at the same time, there was a strange madness in the air.

Numerous citizens, carrying all kinds of firearms, frantically searched for the criminal's whereabouts around S·T·A·R Labs and Gotham Zoo.

Yi Lin, as if in a world of his own, stealthily wove through the frantic crowd, and by the time the citizens of Gotham realized that someone had passed by and turned their heads, that elegant figure was long gone without a trace.

"Three 'crimes,' three balls."

Yi Lin took out the Question Mark Scepter and chuckled.

He then quickly put it back into his Storage Space, replacing it with an ordinary black umbrella.