Following The Heart

You wake up to find yourself in a post-apocalyptic world where humanity resides in High Towers, and monsters roam outside. 
Your eyes can see peculiar remarks:
【There are Two Evil Fallen hiding 1600 meters away. When you're extremely angry, you can feed them well with a simple sliding tackle.】
【Before you start cooking, you'd better check its pocket. Don't develop the bad habit of monster killing without looting.】
【It's surprising that someone would stare at their own face. I admit your face is quite immersive. If I were human, I'd give you a 9 out of 10. Of course, I'm a 97. Don't ask why I'm hundred mark system】
【The other party is a big shot whose level is far above yours. I have three pieces of advice for you: grovel, grovel, or grovel. About its weakness? Better not place your hopes on me as I'm just a small remark with limited abilities.】
The High Tower, symbolic of the apocalypse, the deformed monsters attracted to malicious thoughts outside, the high-stakes gamble of the powerful, the perilous situations of explorers, the traps in the end times—
Under your eyes, everything is presented in a mischievous style.
All darkness, nowhere to hide!

Doomsday Jigsaw Puzzle

In the blood fog, massive monsters continued to deploy various destructive methods.


These Mutation Entries were perfect-tier entries; they might not possess the eternal or fundamental forces like those of the Legendary Tier Entries, yet they had absolute destructive power.


Countless charges by the allied forces resulted only in tragic deaths.


Piercing thunderbolts swept through like a battle-axe, leaving limbs and broken bodies scattered across the path leading to the giant monster.


It was like the monster movies from my past life, where the colossal monsters were completely immune to any human method of attack.


The only ones who could punish the monsters were either superheroes, or... other monsters.


It seemed the sole purpose of human existence was to highlight just how powerful this one monster was.


Even though this was but a world of obsession, Bai Wu couldn't stand to watch this suicidal charge. He wanted to say something, but then he suddenly heard someone else speak:


Chapter 167: Pulling Out Original Sin