Chapitre 715: Chapter 255 God Says Forty Days

Far from the core of Egypt lay an old pastureland.

Under the eternal darkness, a long serpent formed by torches wriggled slowly across the earth.

Occasionally, a torch would suddenly extinguish, causing a small commotion, but soon everything would calm down again.

On a clearing several hundred meters away from the 'serpent,' a small storm raged around. Meanwhile, in another place over a kilometer away, hail rained from the sky.

The entire world seemed like a game with a malfunctioning program, where the simulated climate codes were riddled with loopholes.

In such a situation, unless it was torn down and started anew, one feared no one could restore it to its original state. However difficult the circumstances, on the broken earth of the mortal realm, all spirits were still striving to survive.

Black cats hunted in the night, while jackals hid in the darkness to launch sneak attacks.