Talking to an Apocalypse

A mass of white fog swirled as it manifested deep inside the Doomsday Necropolis.

Gu Qing Shan emerged from the white fog, standing by himself at the previous location he left.

------those Professionists had committed themselves to their mission, using the most time-efficient method to bring him as deep as they could into the Doomsday Necropolis.

This is enough.

What comes next isn't something they can deal with.

Rather than letting them march to their deaths, it was better to let them live and maintain their strength.

If they one day become reinforced with [Order], they might become a greater force against the Apocalypse.

Gu Qing Shan looked up.

Only to see numerous meteors continuously descending from far above the sky.

They left long trails of light as they fell towards the far South, which gave off sky-high pillars of light.