Plastic bomb

Humanity has endured for millions of years, but recorded history only spans a mere four thousand years. During that unrecorded deep-sea age, what exactly were we doing?
Countless indescribable beings ruled the universe, and our powerful ancestors preserved the fire of human civilization under their threat.
Then they disappeared, and we rose.
Now, they are coming back, mysterious psychic powers are awakening, the flame of human civilization is slowly extinguishing, and no kings are in sight...
Chen Ke opens his eyes to see a world full of ruins and himself on the brink of death.
The moment his heart was pierced by the Blasphemous Dagger, he became a dying man without a heart.
Able to survive only 2 hours...

This Spiritual Energy is Lethal!

He wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but the corpse with the mustache seemed to emit a faint blue glow. Chen Ke had initially thought it was the reflection from the candlestick in his hand, but when he extinguished the candlestick, he found that the glow on the corpse had not dissipated.


Thinking so, Chen Ke gently circled around the long table, approached Hu Changzi's remains, and hesitated for a moment. Still, he couldn't help extending his hand to touch the faint glow on the body.


"Giles, Master... today is the day I bid you farewell..."


The orange flame of the candle illuminated a corner of the parchment, and the quill that had been writing suddenly halted.


Giles looked up at his most prized student without speaking.


"I know... I know... this is no longer a hall of knowledge..."


Giles nodded and continued to bury himself in his writing, the quill making a scratching sound on the parchment.


Chapter 063: Inhuman Knowledge