The Lord of Taibai Water

The world was destroyed, the apocalypse descended, a new era began, and the right to survive as a Lord was granted to every person.
Domains, Heroes, Troops, Treasures, Resources—all of the countless servers constructed by the myriad continents were opened up.
Qin Muye looked at his panel, which was akin to cannon fodder, and his domain with its damaged suffix, and felt a strong urge to cry but no tears would come.
No divine talent, no hidden hints, no overpowered Profession.
"If that's the case, then I'll just have to adapt and live in a different way."

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"The White Frost Duchy has been destroyed, and numerous Priests are rushing over there. They have already clashed with the Magic God."


"But now that they have a vessel, we should try to get our hands on it."


"But is it also because the Divine Edict and the Magic God collided?"


"It's worthy of a civilization that could develop to such a massive scale within the service of level 7. The Cradle Project's technical value might just be the culmination of the entire Gendaya Civilization."


"Priest Blake, you're simply a genius. I never thought of such a solution." Chen Mo's expression was filled with surprise. Although Blake Frost had joined his territory and the loyalty was only five points, the other party spared no effort in giving advice and strategizing for him.


"But it can be confirmed; it should be about survival and reproduction."


Chapter 440: The Decaying Divine Country