I transmigrated into a High Martial Apocalypse and became an observation subject for a higher civilization.
They gave me a book called The End Observer's Log, hoping to watch me struggle to my death in a world where the rules had collapsed.
Here, cities mutate, the laws of physics are a joke, and monsters are walking natural disasters.
All I can do is rely on this battered log to see through the paths leading everything to death, and cultivate the Martial Way of Slaughter in a mortal body.
From the hive to the ruined city, from mortal to Martial God... I made those lofty beings show an expression of
