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

[Rifleman's Blessing] could be considered one of Yi Lin's precious trump cards at the moment.


With the boost from Rifleman's Blessing, Yi Lin's Luck Value would break the lower limit, once again lighting up [Misfortune Echo]—a skill she comprehended on her own—on the Apostle Panel.


However, after the use of Rifleman's Blessing, there is a process of "gradually decreasing luck."


This process cannot be achieved overnight, and that is one of the reasons Yi Lin did not use her trump card right away…


The toughness of that cocoon was beyond imagination.


"Perhaps my attributes are still too low," she muttered.


The power and casting distance of [Annihilation Grip] are related to Strength, Agility, and Mental Attribute.


If it can't be blown up, it can only mean I'm too weak.


But from this, one can also see how hard that cocoon was. To be able to withstand three normal [Annihilation Grip] attacks without dying was terrifying.


Chapter 456 "So, Who Am I?" (6500 words mega chapter, seeking monthly pass)