"Now, it's the 1,765th year since the establishment of the Silver Moon Imperial Dynasty, 368 years after the apocalypse began, and also the 27th year of the Demon Fiend's siege on Silver Moon Holy City!"
"In this world, only Silver Moon Holy City still has anything that can move! Elsewhere, all creatures have been completely wiped out by the Demon Tribe, turning those places into dead zones!"
"This place is what the people of this world call the last bastion!"
Wen Yu's expression immediately turned grave.
"The Demon Tribe?"
"Yes."
Jiang Wentao solemnly nodded.
Wen Yu pondered for a moment before cautiously asking, "The apocalyptic crisis that erupted here... it's the same as the one on Earth, right?"
"Correct."
Jiang Wentao looked at Wen Yu with a firm expression.
Wen Yu understood at once. The military knew a lot! They might even know more than a cannon fodder like him, a reborner!
