Scholar In A White Robe

This is a game of deities.
This is a fallen world.
This is an endless voyage.

Amidst the ruins of a shattered reality, a race known as "humans" dares to stake their existence on the faint glimmer of hope.

"I shall return unto you the trials we once endured," proclaims a man of benevolent smile as he stands atop the pinnacle of the world. With fluttering banners, he gazes upon the radiant tapestry of the cosmos. 

He points a single finger toward the distant stars.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion shatters the silence, echoing across the desolate landscape.

The Divine Throne Of Infinity

"It's a pity that the uses of 'Scouting Guard' are exhausted. I can't just insert an eye to properly see how those guys die. Boo hoo, such a pity!"


Feeling the invisible bond... Two flying knives silently appeared again in her hand.


A childish laugh, akin to the tinkling of silver bells, suddenly erupted.


The moment she heard that laugh, the flying knives in the girl's hands violently trembled, nearly slipping from her grasp to the ground.


A glint of icy light flitted through the girl's eyes as she flicked her wrist, shooting a flying knife straight behind her!


The moment she let fly the knife, she swiftly turned around, stepping back a few paces to distance herself from the laughter.


But as she turned her head, she was horrified to find a phantom image of a child in white clothes floating in mid-air, looking at her with a mocking expression.


Chapter 099: The Flying Knife is Poisonous (Subscribe, please!)_3