48 hours before annihilation.
Zong Fang closed his eyes and hugged her tightly, whispering in her ear with a trembling voice, "I'll wait for you."
Qiao Suisui felt the warmth of his embrace, a bitterness surged in her heart as she gently pushed him away and looked into his eyes, filled with determination and resolve.
"I'll come back." She nodded firmly, trying to make her voice sound calm and strong.
He gazed deeply at her and then let go of her hand.
Suddenly, they felt the ground beneath their feet tremble slightly.
Qiao Suisui looked up, the ceiling of the Imperial Court was shaking. And the sky outside, originally a bright blue, was turning gloomy, as if shrouded by a thick layer of gray fog.
Buildings in the distance began to crack, giant fissures tearing open like wounds of a beast.
Skyscrapers crumbled like sculptures made of piled sand, and the Beastmen on the streets were running around in a panicked attempt to escape the sudden catastrophe.