On December 23rd of the New Calendar's Eighteenth Year, I returned to the central area of the southeastern wasteland in the Penglai District, to the abandoned temple on the southwest side of Wulaozhuang outside the mountain range.
"Damn Slaanesh Demon, even in such a desperate situation you managed to turn the tables on me! Is there really no way to have such an encounter without being tainted by the Poison of Vice?"
Xu Shu gritted his teeth in anger, returning through the painful agony of death to the coordinates.
The scene where he fought fiercely one against two moments ago shattered like a dream.
He returned to noon today at twelve o'clock, back to the moment before jumping off the mountain.
At this moment, the winter sun was warm, the birds sang in the wind, and under the midday sun, everything was so peaceful and harmonious.
Behind him, Shui Longyin maintained her original stance, looking a little bewildered as she asked him: "What are you going to activate?"
