Chapter 503: Altar of Uss, Seeking Incense Offerings

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[The streets of Uss City were sparsely populated, permeated with desolation and ruin following the great war.]

[Inside the city, each intersection was manned by the Fire Worship Army, while there were very few pedestrians on the streets, creating a deathly silence.]

[At a glance, the people you saw all had cold eyes and expressionless faces, as if the cataclysmic battle between gods and demons hadn't occurred in the past two days, but had instead passed many years ago.]

[The burly man with the big belly walking beside you leaned in and whispered, "Little junior brother, why does the world of man feel so strange? Those mortals look so indifferent, each one like walking corpses."]

[Senior brother hasn't descended to the mortal world for many years and never expected humanity to have fallen to such a state...]

[Upon hearing this, you stopped in your tracks to size up the pot-bellied strongman beside you.]