The World Is Experiencing a Strange Recovery, Why Don't I Look Like a Human Being?

Golden raindrops fell, everything collapsed, and civilization was destroyed in an instant. The disaster didn't stop there. After the rain, the sky cleared, and the world was reduced to ruins. And the weirdness sleeping deep in the rules keeps waking up. The surviving civilizations are constantly being devoured by strangeness. At the critical moment, the last line of defense of civilization - the sky suddenly appeared. Under the sky, civilization will last forever Only when the sky is destroyed and the rules fall into disorder can civilization be completely destroyed. The sky is about to collapse, strange things revive, and people flee in panic. There was only one person under the night, holding on to his tattered body, with blood-colored threads behind him, devouring strange lives. He smiled maniacally and desperately, and stretched out his hand tremblingly towards the broken sky. With a few gold threads on his fingertips, the broken sky was gradually stitched together. "When I entered this world by mistake, I was just an ordinary person, and I didn't want to be a savior. But human life has already tied me to the fate of saving the world, and I have nowhere to escape." "This is not a hymn for me alone, but an epic for a group of people." "I guess I should tell you."