On the day when his saint-level talent awakened, he was judged to be an F-level waste.
When he was sixteen years old, Han Yang caused a strange phenomenon in the world during the awakening ceremony. Dragon shadows appeared across the sky, but he fainted due to energy overload. The person in power announced: The spirit stone is malfunctioning, the talent is F level, and the contract is zero.
Overnight, he went from possible legend to the laughingstock of the town.
Until he picked up the black dragon scale on a rainy night——
Until he heard the ancient dragon's roar deep in his soul——
Until he discovered that the person he was contracting with was Yinglong Supreme, who was seriously injured and died in ancient times.
"The world laughs at me as a loser, but they don't know that there is a god-killing dragon sleeping inside me."
This is a world eroded by the abyss, and all emotions can become demons. The Abyss-Suppressing Army guards the rift, the beast master contracts the divine beast, and the path Han Yang chooses is to become a boundary monument that even the abyss itself cannot swallow.
He holds the dragon spear tightly in his left hand to suppress the abyss rift;
He protected his back with his right hand, and there were fireworks in the world.
When the dignitaries of the Holy City fear his power, when the Lord of the Abyss whispers temptation, when the closest relatives and loved ones become bargaining chips for the enemy——
Han Yang stood on the top of the Great Wall, his dark golden dragon pupil in his left eye burning like an abyss:
"Behind me is home."
"In front of my gun is the country."
"And beneath my feet - is the realm of life and death."
"This body can be broken, but this will is immortal."
"The abyss will not retreat, and the dragon spear will not fall."
