389 Nukeworld

In the darkening city of Amaterasu.

A three-story building stood in the corner of Caramel Street. It was on the same street as other residential buildings.

It was clear that this neighborhood was for families with high incomes.

Currently, on the top floor of the three-story building that was fully painted white, a gentle candle covered the room in a calming yellow hue.

As the candle was right on top of a desktop drawer, right beside a wall, it only had one shadow, and that was the candle stick, as flames didn't have one.

Smash!

At that moment, the door broke apart as one armed man crashed through and fell to the floor. He was spewing blood from his missing right arm, and he screamed loudly.

Whistle~

A whistling man stepped over the broken door and placed his long-bladed machete against his hand.