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

[Holy shit, is this for real? An Attached Spirit Weapon? That's even more high-end than an Epic Weapon! It's like something out of Golden Legend!]


[With an Attached Spirit Weapon, you're like wielding the Dragon Slaying Treasure Sword; one slash, nine hundred and ninety-nine cuts!]


[Huh? A fishing post, identified and dismissed!]


[Sesame pancake +3, please form a line downstairs.]


[Better to believe it's real than not. At worst, I'll just waste a bit of money and treat it like a trip. Let's go, shrimps!]


[I highly suspect the poster is trying to boost Haiting City's tourism! Waiting for some sucker's sob story.]


[Are you the sesame pancake from above? Does Haiting City's success really depend on us few Apostles? Are you still dreaming?]


What followed were a bunch of useless spam comments.


At the end, someone suddenly replied anonymously.


Chapter 135: Hunting the Angel Envoy (Seeking Recommendation Tickets)_2