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

Neither Yi Lin nor Edward had scored any more points.


If this continued, there would be no way to determine a winner.


If they had to, it'd be Yi Lin's victory.


After all, Edward had started with a playful attitude, letting Yi Lin score a point.


Edward no longer dared to underestimate that little old man across from him.


He believed that the man's memory was no worse than his own.


The deck of cards on the table was now effectively face-up.


Unless they played until nightfall, utterly exhausted, they couldn't decide a winner.


Edward twisted his waist, feeling a bit of pain after sitting for so long.


Yi Lin silently opened the Apostle Panel for a glance.


Suddenly he laughed, "Continuing like this is no solution. How about we upgrade the game?"


"Oh?" Edward perked up with interest, "How do we upgrade it?"


Chapter 105: Question Mark Scepter (Vote for monthly tickets, subscribe!)_3