In a city ablaze with war and smoke, the piercing radiance gradually faded, the towering beam of light breaking through the dark clouds slowly subsided, and the entire world sank back into a prolonged night.
In the darkness, beside a crumbling skyscraper, a towering figure—fifty meters tall—stood proud and resolute: the Light Giant.
Using the glass walls of the skyscraper, stained with blood, Qin Shou, who had transformed into the giant, tilted his head slightly. He gazed at his reflection, wondering if he should strike a pose next time.
Damn, why am I thinking about this now?
Looking down, he spotted three monsters startled by the sudden burst of light, retreating hastily into a corner.
When they regained their composure, they noticed their target had vanished, replaced by the strange figure of the Light Giant.
"Roar!!"
