Albert didn't even have time to say goodbye, he could only run frantically with Alessia.
He hated the feeling of powerlessness at this moment.
This feeling of facing the vast apocalypse and being able to do nothing.
But the helplessness and despair brought by fate were far from over.
"Albert... I..."
Alessia's voice came from behind.
Albert had been holding Alessia's hand, running madly all the way.
He thought Alessia was tired from running, so he wanted to look back and carry Alessia to run together.
But when he turned around, he saw that eerie flesh cocoon already starting to appear on Alessia.
Countless black veins spread from distant walls, already connecting with Alessia's body somehow.
Albert was stunned, seeing his wife's pupils beginning to mutate, he was at a loss.
He had experienced his mother's death, his father's abandonment, yet he survived.
But at this moment, he felt he could no longer hold on.
