Underground City.
Xu Changsheng opened the window and looked out at the city.
In this city where day and night were indistinguishable, there was somehow a sort of demonic charm.
And here, everywhere was filled with a brutal atmosphere.
The architectural style was as rough as that of the orcs, with buildings sporting fangs seemed to be emitting a sharpness, and in the center of the city stood the largest place, surprisingly, an arena.
There were many martial arts gyms here.
However, what was more common here was not leisure and freedom, but lawlessness.
With his Eagle Eye and night vision, Xu Changsheng could clearly see many corners of the city.
Murder!
Robbery!
Combat!
Duel!
It seemed to be the main tone of this city.
It seemed that the strong could do whatever they wanted.
And Xu Changsheng was looking at a totem in the room.
The man in the picture didn't look human, more like an elusive shadow.