The war ended, the entire tribe of Domo was completely annihilated, and Earth was left in ruins.
Looking at the devastating scene on the ground, despite winning the war, Wang Xu still couldn't feel happy.
"Wang Xu, you're now the savior, the hero of all humanity, try to see the bright side," Luo came forward to comfort him.
Wang Xu forced a smile and nodded.
Soon, humanity began a comprehensive recovery phase.
This war almost sank a third of the world's continents, completely covered by oceans, leaving sharply reduced areas for human habitation.
However, the human population also underwent dramatic changes, from the original hundreds of millions to only fifty million now. One can imagine how many lives this disaster claimed.
In the ruins, the surviving humans were still wailing, some completely losing the hope to live, picking up sharp objects to cut their throats and bid farewell to this cruel world completely.
