Gray mist arises, and corpses descend.
Overnight, the world fell and the end came.
Zhou Xingdou: "Others laugh at me for being too crazy. I laugh at others because they can't see through it. I don't see the tombs of the heroes of the Five Tombs, and I cultivate the fields without flowers or wine."
Cao Da: "Brother Xing, you are awesome. You are indeed a generation of wet immortals. It seems that the important task of saving mankind can only be left to you."
Zhou Xingdou: "Tsk, needless to say, can a mere corpse stand in the way of my butcher's knife?"
Cao Da: "May I ask your Excellency...?"
Zhou Xingdou: "Me...? I'm just an ordinary person, I'm a pig butcher."
