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

The police officers hastily reloaded their magazines and, with their bellies bulging, charged toward the place where the Riddle Gentleman had stood moments earlier.


There... only bullet holes littered the ground!


At the scene, only a group of flabbergasted Gotham City "exemplary" police officers remained, at a loss for what to do.


"Eh? Right, where's Commissioner Gordon?"


Suddenly, someone came to this realization.


It seemed that their respected Gotham City police commissioner, whose driving skills were masterful and who was racing at the front, little James Gordon, had vanished without a trace.


A flash of light appeared in Yi Lin's hand.


He silently placed a ball into his Storage Space.


In the upper right corner of the Apostle Panel, a buff icon that looked like a "line graph" instantly disappeared.


Chapter 114: The Advancing Gentleman (Vote for Monthly Ticket) _3