Chaos first emerged more than ten thousand years ago, and tens of thousands of years later, there were many tall buildings.
I don't know why I woke up again. Waking up is often a sign of danger.
Fight, fight, consume, sleep. A new reincarnation, a new catastrophe.
What is waiting for this time?
The new era, the thirteen clans that have retired, and the two secret demon parties that remain only in legend have made the variables unprecedentedly greater.
If this is fate, then I accept its challenge. Because:
Xuesu never knows what fear is.
Thanks to Fantasy World for the cover~
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