Chapter 415: Ruins of Naga

"Tuturu tutu tututuru ru! Tuturu tutu tututuru ru!"

"Shut up!"

Em covered her head at my shout as her annoying cover of some musical ended. Under the black ashen skies that had covered the world post the end, the small group of people here to retrieve the Scythe of Death had begun their mission.

We brazenly walked through the enormous ruins of the structures that once must have been filled with glory and life. The roads that seemed wide enough to fit an auditorium had broken into bits.

The corpses of the buildings around us were rather pitiful, the only reason we could still see them through the fire that burned all around was because of their size.

"What kind of beings must have lived here?" The Dryad asked, his voice slightly creaking from fear.

"Likely something huge," Noa answered his question. "Not as big as the giants we are used to though."

The ruined worlds were always a mystery like this. The chances of people being alive was rare.