The last apostle

Özet

The yellow sand buried the bones, The wind under the setting sun smelled of blood. The pain of the continent was spreading in all directions, When the history of the Big Bang reached a turning point, When the huge steel fortress stretched across and blocked people's vision, When the conspiracy of the apostles quietly penetrated into everyone's life. Peace was about to be broken, Terror was about to come! At this time, a young man who was independent of the river of fate began to shuttle between Arad and the earth as a "summoner"...

Detay