Meng Qiudong still remembers how his sister looked when he saw her for the last time.
The smart little girl was piled limply in the corner of the abandoned warehouse. There was dried dark red blood under her body. Her beautiful face had begun to rot. Flies were buzzing around the corpse. The smell was even more rampant in the air due to the hot weather. Meng Qiudong was hysterical and covered the little girl's naked body with his coat, and then held his sister tightly in his arms...
"What do you wish for?"
"I hope my sister survives."
"There is no resurrection after death, and I can't change that."
"Then I hope those scum can be punished."
"Okay."
"Every one."
"Okay, everyone. What about you, what can you give me?"
"All of me."
When she waded through the dark river of fear and passed through the mist of weakness, when she was finally able to ignore ghosts and gods and get her revenge, she found that the road had already come to an end.
There is a black abyss in front of her and a large number of enemies coming with swords behind her. How should she choose...