The soul was crushed under this pull and turned into a pure primitive existence.

It was like a puppet pulled by countless strings. At that moment, the force was too great, and those strings broke.

The puppet also fell downwards due to its own weight.

At least when it comes to death, the puppet achieves it by its own power.

In a nearly forgotten city.

He used to have a name, which seemed to be Ling Landu.

It's a pity that no one remembers it anymore.

Perhaps in the near future, this city will disappear completely and become an unknown past.

Then, a touch of patina appeared from nowhere and was subsequently activated.

There was a faint sound of bells, making the dead city outside of time and space feel a little bit moving.

Touches of restraining power rang with the sound of the bell, and the past was gradually restrained.
Chapter completed!