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

Soon, orderlies, nurses, and many other doctors in white lab coats, as if frightened by something, rushed towards Yi Lin's direction.


In such a narrow corridor, even activating Shadow Trace wouldn't be so effective, so Yi Lin simply chose to stand against the wall without wasting any Psychic Points.


Moreover, Yi Lin wasn't keen on revealing too much of his Ability at the moment.


Justice Pan's patient uniform was smeared with fresh blood.


His hair was still disheveled… although somewhat bald, deep dark circles under the eyes, rugged stubble, and a face with a mysterious smile.


The elderly version of Justice Pan still belonged to the sort that made it difficult for one to distinguish between reality and illusion at a glance.


Upon seeing Yi Lin, Justice Pan even cheerfully greeted him.


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