Blood mist returned, and the uncanny ran rampant. Divine statues sheltered the surviving humans, but the world within the high walls had long since rotted and stank.
The plutocrats and warlords of the inner city wore fine suits, drank famous wines, and wantonly hunted the lives of the people below them.
The ants of the outer city struggled desperately just to get a good night’s sleep.
When his only younger sister was violated and killed by a plutocrat’s executive...
When the Public Security Bureau treated a mountain of irrefutable evidence like wastepaper...
When compensation was hurled at him like alms...
When Lin Feng was forcibly strapped into an interrogation chair and made the serial killer who would take the blame for the inner-city elites...
“Don’t ordinary people’s lives count as lives?”
Dawn broke.
Faced with icy torture, the card in Lin Feng’s mind representing the supreme deity, [Sequence 001: Ashen Origin], shattered with a roar.
His handcuffs snapped. His blood flowed backward.
If this rotten world had no justice, then he would burn the old world to ashes and restart civilization!
