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

"Where the hell are those two criminals!"


"Criminals, die in Gotham City aaaaaah—"


Even among the crowd, there were several brawny muscle men carrying portable rocket-propelled grenade launchers on their backs... commonly known as RPG launchers.


This offensive was nothing short of terrifying.


City police cars had already sprung into action, taking part in Gotham's most frenzied crime eradication operation in twenty years.


The piercing sound of the sirens echoed throughout Burnley district.


Su Xiaosu held the blood-soaked Zhu Yun'er in her arms, hiding in an empty alleyway.


She lurked silently in the darkness of the alley.


Seeing the crowd and police cars passing by, she dared not make a move.


Su Xiaosu's patient gown was also stained with blood.


Some from Zhu Yun'er, some from herself.


Chapter 111: Explosions, A Man's Romance (Vote for monthly ticket and subscription)_1