章節 113: Chapter 110: The Curse in the Mural_1

Seeing these small characters, Wang Ran's eyes couldn't help but widen a bit.

"It's over..."

The apocalypse is just over?!

Daoist Ji An actually spoke the truth, the earthquake was indeed the final storm before the calm. After taking the ball and running away, the behemoth was going to hibernate again, even promising to restore Earth's ecology before it slept.

Although it might have promised to restore the ecology to avoid his curse, even if it didn't restore Earth's ecosystem, as long as it hibernated, the apocalypse would be considered past.

Among the Doomsday Apostles were more than ten transcendent beings, and then there was Daoist Ji An, an old monster with both virtue and resources. They had the full capability to rebuild human civilization.

"But that's all there is to it."

The main body of civilization is human.