Many people died.

A lot of people really died.

From Apocalypse's identity as a game, it became popular all over the world with a arrogant attitude that no one could have imagined.

It has had a huge impact on the world economy.

Now, under the influence of the apocalypse.

Event after event.

Sacrifice again and again.

There are more and more names on the monument, so many that people can no longer remember their names.

There were so many... that it was difficult to tell who was who, and in which incident he died.

The thunderstorm disappeared completely, and the Pamir Plateau returned to its former peace.

Su Tianyang and others walked out of the cave at this time.

"Collect supplies, retreat to the edge, contact headquarters, and wait for support."

Under the thunderstorm, various instruments and even two helicopters were damaged. It was obviously impossible to go deep into the Pamir.

Looking at several charred corpses on the ground, as well as some charred stumps...

Su Tianyang felt very uncomfortable.

But he still smiled and said with a slightly trembling voice.

"There is always one or two things in the world that can fill my hundreds of dreams..."

"Brothers, let's go."

…

There are always a few breezes in the world that fill my hundreds of dreams.
Chapter completed!