[The author has watched too many Dragon Tribes and God-Zhancing, and some will imitate them. If you don't like them, don't criticize them. It's not good in the early stage, but it will be adjusted later.
The world is cracking in the dark.
When the murmurs of ethereal spirits seep into reality, when the eyes from outside the dimension fall on the world - someone hears the whispers of "them".
The bell of Yansong College echoes at midnight, the "rock man" walks in the steel jungle, and the dormant "primordial beast" is gnawing at the foundation of civilization...
This is a war that no one knows about.
And I, or "we", are the final boundary keepers.
