Post-Apocalyptic Dispatch Society
State your farewell, stash your resources, and sharpen your blades, for it's the age of apocalypse. Technological worlds, fantasy worlds, mythical worlds, cultivation worlds, etc. all face an apocalypse these days. But this isn't natural. Having suffered in a looping apocalypse for 48 lifetimes, Rhizen establishes an intergalactic force to clean up all apocalyptic worlds, vowing to destroy the ender of everything, the Grade-3 System...Apocalypse! To stand against it were the band of broken heroes, once pitiful souls, but now grouped as vengeful victims, naming themselves… The Post-Apocalyptic Dispatch Society!
The Massive Gharial
Two weeks later, the temple was constructed successfully. The newly emerged Horned Humans used their armours to create a variety of sharp tools that they used to carve the rock, inlaying a bunch of information regarding their power, culture, and values that could be passed on to future generations.
Once everything had been completed, Xuna unleashed her petrifying beam on it, coasting it with a layer of greyish-blue. It immediately gave the temple an ancient feeling as after a moment of thought, Yihan took out a pair of scythe blades, slashing them onto the greyish-blue wall, noticing that he barely managed to form a scratch.
After pausing in consideration, he slashed a tree, staring at his blades lodged at least half deep into the trunk of the tree, muttering in shock, "The rocky coating is tremendously hard."