Ji Cao snorted coldly, glanced at his father Black Star who had nurtured him, and said coldly, "I too must commit patricide, kill all the Gods in Heaven, monopolize the path of offspring, Twilight of the Gods!"
Another person committing patricide.
The old father does not die, and patricide does not cease.
Black Star glanced at the other, still the same words: "I'll wait for you."
The battle exploded and ended in less than a few minutes.
Yet the battlefield only left chaos behind.
Those who concealed again, entered the world and vanished without a trace, like fish returning to the deep sea.
Wales looked troubled.
Alright.
Probably soon there will be more than a dozen enemies.
Why is it that as soon as I came in, nothing good happened?
All of it is a random mess dragging me down? Busy dealing with all kinds of things till the end of my wits?
Luck?
Fate?
He even started to believe in the metaphysics of fate in the dark, wondering if he was too unlucky.
