The Elf's Sword Dance: the Gun King's Endless Fafnir

When the world is at war, when the demons wake up, when the vampires become powerful, when the monsters squander, when the gods rise, who will become the new ruler? Her long silver hair was blown up by the wind, and there was endless loneliness in the fragments. Her scarlet eyes fell into hell, and her fair face was covered with bright red blood. Her slender fingers held the sword tightly, declaring her victory. When corpses were scattered all over the space, her bloodthirsty eyes were no longer innocent, her scarlet lips were no longer gentle, the elegant girl no longer smiled, her charming cheeks were no longer white, and the gentle girl on the surface became cruel. Are you still waiting? Will she be the one who is about to rule the world? Are you about to take his place? You, show up quickly! Go for the challenge, use your proud magic to its full potential, and rule the world. . . . This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.