We use cookies
When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
Your cookies settings
Strictly cookie settingsAlways Active
Shifted Dramatically
Ivy shut her eyes. She desired to cry, but no tears flowed. She had considered it many times before. She had a lot of things she wanted to say before she died, but her mind was blank right now. The chipped-off rock fragments beside her scratched her hand, causing it to bleed. Old and new wounds mingled in such a grisly way that the original appearance was obscured. The footsteps in front of them sounded like they came from the mouth of the Grim Reaper. If there was only one bullet left. She'd have kept it for herself. She closed her eyes in despair after noticing the black muzzle of a gun out of the corner of her eyes. Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound in the air, approaching from a distance at breakneck speed. It was dozens of massive helicopters covering the sky in dense forma
- Writer
- chap_listContents
- likeADD