The blood moon is in the sky, and strange beasts are like a tide.
Chen Mo opened his eyes for the second time.
The last time he traveled through time, he was torn into pieces by alien beasts before he could see the world clearly.
But he was alive again.
No one told him why he was reborn, and he didn't want to know.
All he knew was that this time, it was his turn.
Wherever the blade points, all beasts bow their heads; at the end of the bloody road, one becomes a god alone.
