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

Yi Lin, Zhao Yulong, and Angela crowded around to look at an extraordinarily "lifelike" photo of a severed hand on the BBS.


Suddenly, Angela realized that, at some point, Zhao Yulong had moved very close to her, their faces almost touching.


Angela's face turned expressionless in an instant, as she moved her delicate face away and quietly took out a wet wipe, vigorously rubbing it on her face and wiping away a layer of makeup.


Zhao Yulong, as if nothing had happened, moved his gaze away from Angela's phone.


It seemed as if Oda Mai was not quite dead yet, but she was already one foot into the other side of the Bridge of Helplessness.


Yi Lin's expression changed slightly, "She's not dead—Oda Mai's avatar is still lit up in my friends' list."


Chapter 153 No Time to Explain, Get in the Car_1