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

Everyone had a dumbfounded look on their face.


The Snowy Mountain Base is concealed by the Camouflage Dome, isolated from the world, unnoticed by outsiders.


Yet inside, it's bustling with activity, like a hidden paradise.


A group of robust Angel Envoys, with no place to channel their brute strength, were working tirelessly day and night, completing the water tower used for boiler operations in a short time.


Its official use was just around the corner.


Meng Meng was running herself ragged during this time.


She was wearing a construction site safety helmet, down-to-earth, patrolling the site, unable to hide the dark circles under her eyes.


Molly compared the blueprint repeatedly, making suggestions on all the electrical transmission pipelines.


Chapter 739 Apocalypse Has Arrived (4400 words)_3