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The gray tornado in the distance connected to the sky and the sea, and countless schools of fish were swept high into the sky.

Deep red is surging under the sea. The heat that is constantly released from the depths of this planet is being swallowed by the ocean. Countless seawater is transpiration into the sky, being carried by the turbulent currents of elements to the depths of the land, turning into heavy rain that cleanses the world.

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The icy or hot hurricane swept through the city, freezing or burning everything in its path in an instant, and then peeled off into fine dust in the breeze that followed.

Amid the wailing of the world, some people wandered among the cracked wilderness and collapsed mountains.

Looking back at the world that has changed beyond recognition.

He walked again through crumbling ruins and wailing cities.

In his eyes,

Sky, earth, ocean...

Everything is being destroyed in an orderly manner, along the established route.

The wave that has been delayed for countless years falls from the sky, leading the world to its destined ending.

In the end, it seemed that the roar of the hurricane, the cracking of the earth, and the boiling of the ocean could no longer be heard.

There is only the cry of the collapse of the world and the cry of all souls.

It's like the strings of a piano breaking one by one. After the harsh breaking sound, what's left is a hollow echo.

It seems that destruction is the music that plays the lingering reverberations of the world.

The figure stood alone in the desolate wilderness, with red flowers blooming and then withering at its feet. The birds that flew across the field in panic circled around him, and finally landed on his shoulders, chirping, chirping, as if they were tired from flying.

, and seemed to be urging him to get on the road quickly and escape to the warm south.

He gently stroked the bird's trembling body and listened to the last movement of the world.

The remaining lights of the distant city poured into his eyes like a flood.

The world is so quiet at this moment.

The wind was so quiet that it did not bring the smell of destruction in the distance, but instead brought the fragrant fragrance of flowers.

He looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar world quietly, with a faint sense of joy and nostalgia between his brows.

He saw those familiar figures.

But more often than not, there are those lonely souls who no longer have a body.

In the years since he was gone, many familiar figures have disappeared from this world, and the prosperous dragon clan has given up the position of the protagonist...

The world has become unfamiliar to him.

The ethnic group he once protected has long since disappeared.

But he was not sad.

He just looked at the changing world calmly.

Looking at countless timelines, it's not a good possibility, but it's also not the worst.

Resurrected, the reason why I have been waiting for a few days is said when I finish the book...
Chapter completed!