Shanhaishi: Awakened the Candle Dragon at the Beginning

One day, many cracks appeared in the sky, ocean, and earth. People said that the earth was cracked. Until disaster strikes, all kinds of monsters emerge from it, sirens, ghosts, devils, goblins, monsters... They are all aliens, and they mock human beings as small as dust and ants. At this moment, there are people standing in the ruins, standing in front of tens of thousands of people, mechanics, magicians, warriors, mountain and sea masters... There are judges of the twelve constellations here, guarding the starry sky, just to ensure that the human race has no worries. There are twelve zodiac signs here, guarding the country with their bodies, just to ensure that the country is safe. There are twelve holy nuns here, suppressing demons with their blood, just for the sake of sanctity. Here are the twelve Knights of the Round Table, who swore an oath with their swords to protect the faith in their hearts. The twelve disciples of Jesus sang hymns, the eight legendary magicians chanted life, and the twenty-eight stars guarded the homeland. The knight kept his faith, the priest gave his blessing, the magician chanted hope, the ninja persisted in his will, the mountain and sea master summoned his companions, the mechanic gave his youth, and the watcher blocked the disaster. They are all humans, and they shout that humans are as bright as the stars and the sun. Why are they so high above others, sitting on the altar and despising everything? Why should we be as humble as dust, like ants, being slaughtered by others? Then pull them down from the altar, look up to us, and worship us. Ghosts, demons, ghosts, and gods revive. In this morbid world, in this world composed of melodies of sadness, there are always people who hold on to that little bit of starlight and swim against the current. Pay tribute to every ordinary person who is unwilling to be ordinary.