Buzz!!
Fog envelops, the world is pitch black.
The blood-colored moon hangs high in the sky, collapsed ruins are everywhere.
Chen Feng stands atop a shattered skyscraper, gazing at the entire world.
In the distance, beyond the high walls, black mist surges like tides.
As if sensing his arrival, all the Black Tide Creatures inside and outside Qinggang City pause and turn their heads simultaneously to look.
Crack crack crack!
Cracks spread across the ground as giant shelled creatures break through the earth.
Thousands upon thousands of scarlet eyes filled with malice, and within the black mist outside the walls, entities resembling Angel Creatures swiftly revive.
Chen Feng glanced over, completely indifferent.
Instead, he raised his head to look at the Golden Palace floating mid-air, seeming half-real, as though it existed in another dimension.
"Heroic Spirit Hall....."
With a deep gaze and some contemplation, Chen Feng still decides to resurrect the first batch of Angels.
