"Why are you here?"
A man dressed in a black evening gown emerged from the shadows. His attire seemed like that of a Western Vampire, but in reality, he was a Light Faction Magister. However, he didn't appear sunny at all.
Dark Litchi was still sitting alone by the rock, watching the stream below continuously flow, appearing so serene and at peace in this moment.
The war in this world had reached its absolute end since it was no longer able to organize a structured peak resistance force. The broadcast no longer provided auxiliary mission tips to the big shot audience entering here, which meant that the broadcast had finished its detection. Only a few scattered remaining targets needed to be cleared, and then this place would be completely clean.
