Snow slowly fell on the bloody battlefield. The white-haired boy sat on a mountain of corpses piled up by monsters. His blood-colored eyes stared indifferently at the huge gate of hell in front of him. The six in his right eye gradually turned into four. The boy stood up and walked down the corpse mountain. He stepped on the corpses of soldiers under his feet and walked towards the door...
The early morning sun shone on the young man's face. The young man stared at the blood-red figure on the throne, and the light from the distant wilderness gathered in his hands.
"Heaven and earth... Are eccentric"
The second paragraph and cover are kindly provided by Zhaishu Erdai!
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
