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

Another cigarette fell from Zhao Yulong's mouth.


Zhao Yulong turned his head back in horror.


Just a short while ago, there were quite a few lone men and women on the streets, but in the blink of an eye, every single person on the street had vanished!


A nameless, great terror enveloped Zhao Yulong, colorless and intangible.


Zhao Yulong gaped in shock, the scene before him leaving him dazed for a long time.


In different cities, reserve members, each in their own way and following the recommended hunting methods listed in the files, had locked onto their targets.


To be recorded in "the list" were some low-ranking Angel Envoys.


They possessed some minor magical abilities, but their physical strength was no different from that of ordinary people; they weren't too difficult to kill.


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