Time passes, day after day, night after night.
The sun and moon rotate, the sky changes.
It has been half a year since the Black Tide descended, but the skies over Earth Star have returned to a clear azure, with no sign of black mist.
Somehow, the void fissures have healed and disappeared.
As for the Black Tide Creatures that descended upon Earth Star, they have been entirely eradicated and extinguished.
The whole world seems to have returned to its original state.
The flourishing and prosperity have returned, with destroyed cities being rebuilt, roads paved anew, and debris-clear ruins being restored one by one.
Towering buildings rise from the ground, and the warship brigades stationed everywhere quietly regroup.
It seems as if the war is over, and everyone on Earth Star has survived this calamity.
However.
"Is it really not over yet..."
With a distant gaze, Nangong Ling stands atop the high wall on the outskirts of Nanjiang, looking at the sky, her expression complex.
