That night when the black fog fell, the city lights were turned off, order collapsed, and fangs began to grow in the world.
Pei Wang was a person who prevented countless people from disasters.
He walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood with a knife in hand, thinking that as long as he stood firm enough, there would always be someone worth saving.
But in the end, what pushed him into the abyss was not the monster or the black mist, but the heart of the people he had tried so hard to protect.
When he opened his eyes again, he was back before the end of the world.
In this life, he no longer wants to be anyone's torch, nor is he willing to be anyone's retreat.
Good and evil, right and wrong, right and wrong, all pale in the face of life and death.
Some people want to live, some want to rob, and some continue to be superior, trying to maintain dignity with the lives of others.
But Pei Wang knew that this world was already rotten.
Since all living beings have betrayed me, it is up to me to take care of all living beings.
He came out of the black mist, carrying blood that was still cold from the past, and carrying hatred that would never be extinguished.
This time, he didn't save the people, didn't trust people's hearts, and didn't ask about the way back.
He just wants to hold the knife in his hand tightly and get back all the debts he deserves, one by one.
When darkness engulfs the city, it may not be the monsters that really wake up.
It could also be someone who died once.
