The Apocalypse Descends (3)

At this moment, the owner of fog appeared and led countless ferocious spirits towards Star City Shelter.

The shelter warriors who had already gathered in the city looked at the terrifying scene before the apocalypse. Fear for the unknown appeared on their faces, but there was also the determination to fight to the death in their eyes.

On the city wall, Xia Qian, who was in silver armor, looked at the domain beast tide that stretched for several miles and could not be seen. A sense of powerlessness rose in his heart.

Just as Feng Qi had said, they would be the last flames of human civilization.

They had no chance of winning this battle.

He reached out and gripped the battle blade in his hand tightly.

"We won't retreat from this battle."

Everyone fears death, but there were some things that were more important to Xia Qian and the warriors than death.

Xia Qian pressed down on "War Mode" on his wrist.