章 1297: Dead?

Now, the group of people stood there and looked at each other. Everyone did not know what to do.

Faced with the terrifying strength of the God of Destruction, they stood there like a group of weak chickens.

"Looks like I still need to clean up the filthy human world."

The God of Destruction scanned the dilapidated city with his eyes. It was obvious that he thought the city was filthy.

That was why the God of Destruction wanted to destroy the city.

Once this city was destroyed, all the hard work they had put in would be for naught.

How could they accept such a situation?

Everyone had worked hard here for a long time to get to where they were now.

This city had already been destroyed once, and now it had become like this. It was indeed very melancholic.

They had been growing here for a long time. Who would have thought that there was nothing left now?