Wasteland Remains

After the arrival of the evil god, the glory of the empire still exists. This is probably the most apocalyptic book I have read recently. --Not the end of the world, but the end of the world. Danger is everywhere, rituals of battle and death, survivors and chains of suspicion, the eyes of evil gods patrolling the entire world... The only rule of survival is to control yourself and survive. No heroine

[4+] The survivors and evil gods in the gloomy doomsday, the wanderings and inheritance on the ruins of the past. The known despair and uncertain unbroken hope that must exist, the sparks rekindled among the ruins and the precious bonds born out of doubt and fear. The unusual wind blew through the long night, causing ripples in the sea of ​​emotions. The silent survivors silently picked up their faith, held the hands of their fellow travelers, and set off again. (Are you ready to start a new adventure? )

The evil god invades, and the empire collapses. The world's aura dies and is filled with evil thoughts. Bloodshed is a ritual, fighting is a ritual. Everything you do is a ritual. The ritual will attract the evil god to come. In this world, you'd better not think about anything. The more you know, the closer you are to death.

A unique world of despair and sinking.