Everyone Plays Three Kingdoms Kill, I Get the Prayer System from the Start!

Kid, you did well. But now, you have to face: The Three Kingdoms EDM boy band: In life, we succumb to greed, anger, delusion, cruelty, and doubt; in death, we suffer the whip, the ax, the flames, and the boiling pot! Horses thunder across the Qilian Mountains, shaking the land; armies rise, and even Heaven cannot avert the chaos! Who but me could raise stones to mend the sky? Yellow Turbans cover their heads, tens of thousands join the ranks; this one strike could shake a century of the glorious Han. The power of a giant fills my body; I drag a golden ox to the lofty tower and startle dragons and serpents amid the raging waves. The winds and clouds rise in chaos; dragons and tigers unite, singing triumphantly amid the jagged peaks. And the Ten Great Generals of the Martial Temple: Pacify the two rivers, establish the Three Kingdoms; as if in a dream at the thatched cottage, his command echoes through the ages. He raises a jade sword and routs a thousand troops; the koi of old has become a golden dragon. Red-faced, he reads the Spring and Autumn Annals; his tiger and hare tread the banners, and his glorious deeds go down in history. In a green robe, he drinks warm wine; five passes behind him, he cries, “Name yourself, coming general!”