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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 · SF
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"In the game, there are friggin' 1,500 puzzles from the Riddler everywhere! You can't unlock the perfect ending unless you find all the damn Riddler's puzzles!"

"The whole game feels like you're traversing heaven and earth, matching wits with the Riddler!"

"Out of 200 hours of gameplay, you spend over 130 hours just solving puzzles!"

"If the Riddler doesn't roll out of Gotham, who does? Roll out for Master Fatty!"

Yi Lin: "..."

Okay, he hadn't played it, but from what he heard, both the game company and the Riddler in the game were indeed going too far.

1,500 little puzzles?

More than excessive?

It's sheer madness!

Although Li Erpang did give an explanation about the origins of Gotham City.

Yi Lin was very clear that this was obviously not the same Gotham that Li Erpang was talking about.

First of all, the villains of the original work had aged.

The asylum had turned into a nursing home.

It seemed so.