"Is this world still worth saving?"
Wang Ran, through the link of consciousness, saw the dense and sinister ghostly shadows surging in the Purple Mist Zone. There were no normal creatures left there; all had been transformed into Followers of the Evil God.
The aura of the Evil God shrouded the entire world.
Even if the Evil God were killed, it would be very hard to restore the world to its former state. Or perhaps the Watcher's Association had some special means?
At that moment, the aircraft was about to enter the Purple Mist Zone.
Wang Ran collected his thoughts.
He slowed the aircraft down, stopping at the edge of the energy barrier, and silently waited for the right opportunity.
Boom!
A massive shell fell from the sky, turning into a spectacular energy storm amid terrifying screeching sounds, tearing a vast gap in the front line of the Followers of the Evil God.
Wang Ran activated the accelerator without hesitation.
