The alien giant ship arrives and rocks rain down on the world.
Everyone randomly obtains the skills, and mankind enters the era of skills where the weak eat the strong.
Li Mo only got a negative review record from a deliveryman and an inconspicuous silver-gray stone.
Until the moment of life and death, the stone cracked——
[Instant Shadow Ninth Layer Slash]
Space is paper, and the wielder of the sword can cut everything.
While everyone was still fighting for the third-level skills, Li Mo looked at the triple-lit god-level mark in his palm and looked into the depths of the starry sky:
"Your game, I'm in
