Lu Xin scanned his surroundings.
The execution platform had already disappeared, and the black Swamp city's administrative building was only left in ruins.
Steel bars twisted into strange shapes were twisted together, and the debris and gravel behind them piled up into mountains. The central square, which represented the prosperity of Black Swamp city, was also full of potholes and body parts. The bullet shells of the multi-barrel revolvers were rolling around.
On the surface, the chaos and fear in the city seemed to be even more serious than when they were fanatical.
But without a doubt, this city was at its most clear-headed.
"It's already over ..."
Lu Xin replied softly as he retracted his gaze.
"It's over?"
The hearts of han Bing and the others were still extremely heavy. The strange and terrifying scenes from earlier were still flashing in front of their eyes.
"That's right ..."
Lu Xin turned to han Bing and said, ""So what should we do now?"
