"What is this..."
When Zhou woke up, she saw a blurry throne.
There were gaps in her memory.
It took a long time before she slowly began to remember what had happened.
She had been hypnotized.
And the person who had hypnotized her was the young man sitting on the throne.
The moment she looked up, her spirit received a strong impact, and the man sitting on the throne was no longer wearing the white robe of the New Moon Church but was enveloped in countless glimmers of light.
This was a sensation she had never felt before... as if billions of strands of light were enveloping her.
Her skin, her blood, her soul, all seemed to warm up.
As a believer of the New Moon, at this moment, she suddenly felt her faith waver.
If one could be close to the "Blazing Sun," who would believe in the "New Moon"?
She slowly looked around, the vast wilderness under the warm breeze, though empty, didn't feel desolate.
The flat wilderness was growing wild grass.
