The old order of the new world, whether superpowers are hope or a curse, and whether the awakened ones are salvation or destruction.
I saw a young man standing in the sea of blood on the mountain of corpses, looking blankly at the sky. A nursery rhyme sung by a group of children in the distance came to his ears: All living beings are in the world, there is blood floating in the blood pagoda, the world is helpless, but fate always plays tricks on people.
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The story is very strong, the writing is smooth, and the story is eloquent~
The story is very strong, the writing is smooth, and the story is eloquent~