Tracking _1

Haotian plane, small world, Anxi ancient city.

The flames of war that had lasted for months had subsided. The corpses abandoned in the corners that no one cared about had all been collected and buried by the believers of the God of justice.

He could finally face the opponent he had once fought to the death with.

However, one side was alive, while the other had become a corpse.

He had once roared to purify the other party from spirit to body, but now the living party was chanting Scriptures in a solemn tone, praying for the salvation of the dead.

Wars were full of contradictions and were also incomparably cruel. The more they fought, the more confused the participants would become.

Because they would suddenly find that they didn't know what the battle was for, and would often be filled with doubts until death.

It was the same for Anxi city. It took three months just to dispose of the corpses.