Hair fell out

"Is this a game, or did aliens make me time-travel?"
"It's terrifying, people who die in the game actually die in the real world!"
"Damn, the whole city is mine, and there are still things that can be brought from the game to the real world, it's just..."
Song Jian aimlessly wandered through the empty city, accompanied only by mutated zombies and monsters. His only goal now was to survive in such a zombie-infested Doomsday City.

I have an Apocalypse City

"Cardis, have you come to mock me?" Utherdir, akin to a cornered beast, eyes shone with bloodlust, ready to pounce at any moment. The law of brutality enveloped him like fog, casting his figure in a somewhat illusory haze.


"No, my dear brother, I have come to save you!" Cardis shook the dark gold mane on his neck, glanced at the scars on Utherdir's body, and a faint smile appeared on his face as he extended a hand towards Utherdir's right arm.


A milky white light flew towards Utherdir's charred right arm and quickly merged into it.


Utherdir's right arm, originally charred and reduced to a stump, began to regenerate rapidly. In just a few seconds, it was completely restored.


Utherdir didn't seem surprised by this development. After his arm was restored, he clenched his fist tightly, feeling the power surging within his limb.


Chapter 1662: The Secret of the Divine Country