Wuyou City.
Countless miles away.
An endless army of Dark Alien Race, like a deluge, is swiftly spreading toward Wuyou City.
Where the deluge passes, everything turns to dust.
Even the snakes, rats, insects, and ants hiding deep underground silently melt into the black mist, becoming part of the darkness.
Not far from the alien army, there is a desolate city ruin.
Sensing the violent shaking of the ground, dozens of survivors cautiously peek their heads out from the corners of the ruins.
The cheeks of these survivors are sunken, their bodies skeletal, and the combat uniforms they wear are tattered, resembling a group of refugees.
However, a faint Spiritual Power emanates from within them, clearly indicating they are Simulators; otherwise, they couldn't have survived in the city's ruins for so long.
Yet when they see the endless dark deluge, their weary eyes are filled only with boundless terror and despair.
"Is that...the dark alien army?"
