Myth End Recycling: Recruit Xia Shiyu at the Beginning

I was standing at the intersection in front of Shinjuku Station, still clutching the wrapper of a discounted rice ball from a convenience store. The night wind in late March carried the broken petals of cherry blossoms. It should have been a normal spring night in Tokyo - if those burning bronze fragments did not suddenly tear the sky apart. Warning, the collapse rate of Myth Anchor has reached 97.8%. The moment the mechanical female voice blasted in my ears, I watched helplessly as the skyscraper a hundred meters away was cut off by a golden light. It was not a laser weapon, but a huge gold-plated pillar engraved with Sanskrit characters. The five-clawed golden dragon entrenched on the pillar was roaring deafeningly. What the hell is this... Golden cudgel? My throat felt like a ball of electrified steel wire had been stuffed into my throat, and my eyes uncontrollably chased the falling debris in the air. Burning glazed tiles hit the asphalt road like raindrops, and each tile had a celestial palace relief that appeared only in Journey to the West. A plaque with the name "Lingxiao Palace" engraved on it was inserted diagonally next to the bus stop sign, splitting the AKB48 concert advertisement currently playing on the LCD screen into two halves. Get out of the way! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.