But in the end, only this broken ruin remains, like the last trace of human civilization.
"Let's go to the next city, maybe we can still find some survivors." She seemed to be comforting herself as she spoke to Xue Dili.
Xue Dili didn't believe there could be any survivors left in this world.
If the world were taken over by Demons, or even by the Shabu Insect Race, he thought there might be a one-in-a-billion chance of survivors existing, but with these intangible Evil Ghosts...
He felt the chances of survivors existing were ten thousand times lower than in a world taken over by the Shabu Insect Race.
However, he wasn't tactless enough to shatter her dream directly; he walked alongside her and casually asked, "What do you think happened to the world to become like this?"
