Gu Tianqing has reached the third layer of Babylon City.
He greedily looked above.
Above was a piece of suspended land.
His target is on the tenth layer.
"Ah... I seem to smell the fragrance of 'death'."
Dong!
A corpse fell from high above.
It landed not far from Gu Tianqing.
The corpse's appearance twisted into a grotesque pose, most of the body smashed into pulp, with broken bones and viscera mixed within. No one knows what he experienced before dying.
Gu Tianqing kicked it with his foot, confirming it was dead through, then contentedly returned a Tarot Card to his deck.
"I really miss you... Freya."
The name of that Tarot Card is—[The Hanged Man].
...
...
In front of Yi Lin,
The road to the third layer.
Was blocked by a group of Babylon soldiers.
Tens of thousands of Babylon soldiers.
They have no heads, and the golden armor on them shines brightly.
They wield spears, with each swing, casting brilliant lightning bolts.
