Fairyland Travel Guide

The blood moon stood at the head, reflecting the whole sky red. The young man emerged from the sea of ​​blood from the mountain of corpses. He raised his head and let the blood flow freely on his face. Licking the bloody tears that flowed from the corner of his mouth, bitter memories came to his mind, and at the same time, a violent emotion rose in his chest. He slowly raised his right hand, raised his broken fingers, and scanned the sky with his cold eyes. "Since you are immortals, how many nuclear bombs can you resist from me?"