Chapter 302
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After a few minutes of ceaselessly following the trail of Plasma Terrors, Azmodeus ultimately found himself inside District F-9050.
Step. Step.
A crimson-haired man walked through the desolate streets of what should've been an extremely lively cyberpunk city.
"At this time of night, there would normally be people all over the place. Playing and meandering through their days, they would number in the billions…"
Azmodeus inspected the empty streets and felt that this place was a little bit different than the state of District F-9049. After all, this place had no dried-up corpses nor Plasma Terrors.
All that remained inside the once prosperous District F-9050 was an overwhelming silence, as well as the looming feeling that one could fall over dead at any given moment…
