The plutocrats control the clouds, and the demons keep the world captive.
Lin Wan was born in a quagmire and was terminally ill with less than a hundred days left to live.
In this wasteland era where refugees are regarded as "blood and flesh tributes", his only sister was marked by the plutocrats and was about to be sent to the abyss.
[Panel opens: Add points to old skills]
[Pollution degree: 9.9% - Edge of sanity, taboo awakening!
Since reason cannot save the world, then go completely crazy.
Old Technique·Cun Jin: Beat the bull across the mountain and shatter the hypocritical mask of the plutocrats!
Old Technique·Wandering Dragon: Ghostly afterimage, a ferocious false god playing with the abyss!
Old Technique: Bengtian: Use a mortal body to tear apart the true body of Disaster!
That day, the ground in Slum Area 42 collapsed, and the ancient disaster [Ghoul King] forcibly descended.
As tens of thousands of people trembled, the young man, whose body was dripping with black blood and whose sanity had long been bankrupt, and who was carrying the blind girl with bleeding eyes, slowly raised the flesh-and-blood knife in his hand.
"Brother, what's the noise outside?"
"It's nothing, it's the cry of a falling god."
[Ji Dao + Wasteland + Cthulhu + Sister-guarding Madman, pushing forward all the way, never feeling aggrieved!
