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Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Even if this universe is truly nothing more than a brutal, bloody, shadowy forest, we Cultivators will burn all that we have just to give off a single weak flickering spark in the darkness! “No matter how weak each spark is, how short-lived, how small… As long as the sparks flow unabated, then one day one of those sparks will light some tinder, and that tinder shall light some fallen branches, and those branches shall set ablaze each and every last tree of the forest! “In the end, even the smallest sparks will eventually set the shadowy forest ablaze and illuminate the whole world!” ------ ** Qidian International and the former translator, Mr. Strivon, have reached an agreement to buy out the chapters and host them on our site. We will be continuing the translation from the last chapter translated by Mr. Strivon **

The Enlightened Master Crouching Cow · 科幻
分數不夠
3523 Chs

Everybody's Target

編輯: Henyee Translations

Those who were capable of flying in midair to cut and control the parachutes were only few after all. Most of the parachutes simply fell unimpeded, landing in different parts of the ruins randomly.

As the parachutes got closer and closer to the ground, the howls deep inside the city ruins became fiercer and crazier.

Under the blood red moonlight, it could be seen that countless pairs of skinny hands were extended out of the rundown buildings and the debris. Humans were no longer humans but wild, starving dogs.

Boom!

The first chests of assets finally hit the ground in heavy noises. The previously blossoming parachutes were like wrinkled skin on the ground, announcing their location as an eye-catching mark.

"Hooo!"

"Let's go! Let's go!"

The sinners showed up!