God Watching the Script

That was the spear that had killed An Xiaotong!

Bai Ye would never mistake it. He had repeatedly seen the future before, and he had seen this spear dozens of times. He remembered every detail on its shaft.

The spear shaft was like cold iron stained with ink, utterly devoid of any other color. A dark gleam faintly surged around its tip, while its tassel was the dim color of storm clouds. Every inch of it exuded heart-palpitating killing intent.

This was the black spear that had killed An Xiaotong in the future!

Well, well. He had searched everywhere only to find it without effort when he looked back. You were fucking looking to die in Satellite City No. 6!

Wolf Shepherd Lord, was it? You were dead meat.

Bai Ye narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing within them as he carefully watched the scene from the past.

Freak Paradise.

Dressed in a wolf-fur coat, Wolf Shepherd Lord held the [Black Fiend Spear] and knelt on one knee before the Warden on the throne.

The Warden was still dressed in an expensive, impeccably tailored black suit, always styled like a gentleman about to attend an upper-class banquet.

Yet his massive muscles stretched the suit taut, the buttons on his chest nearly bursting apart. The aura of an apex predator radiating from him made him seem like a beast wearing human skin.

"Warden, I have made preliminary contact with Zhao Kun, the lord of Satellite City No. 6. He is one of Qin Songting's men. Qin Songting's fate is currently unknown, and he has lost his foundation in Apocalypse. He does not wish to fight Zoo to the death, so he intends to surrender," Wolf Shepherd Lord said respectfully.

The Warden's hard mouth curved into a satisfied smile, and there