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Dark King

Catastrophe erupted, it was the end of the world. Survivors were surrounded by the impregnable wall, a new order was established... The desire for power, faith, and darkness pervaded each other, layer upon layer of brands imprinted in every corner of the heart. The virus wreaked havoc, were these humans' true colors? "I unexpectedly survive, I want to live." –Du Dian

Ancient Xi · Khoa huyễn
Không đủ số lượng người đọc
1280 Chs

Nine factions

Biên tập viên: GSD

"It's good that you have come to join us at 'Temple of Elements'. We will award you with a medal." Kerry laughed.: "I have to tell you that getting a medal in the Temple is a difficult thing. The medal that you get this time is one of the highest level ones. Many architects struggle for their whole life to get this medal but they can't. However you were issued with one before even you were a member of the Temple."

"There are medals!?" Dudian was slightly surprised but didn't care much about medals. Both of them entered the Temple together as they chatted about random things.

The spacious hall was lit by the most advanced light oil. A calming fragrance was floating in the hall. There were tables by the corner of the hall. A figure was sitting while he held onto a book and read it. Once in a while he tasted the tea.