My name is Chu Jue, the last gravekeeper of the Chinese Cemetery of Heroes.
The arena of civilization has opened, the gods of the West have descended, China has lost nine battles in a row, and its race is about to be exterminated.
The world laughs at me, and guarding the mountains full of barren graves is just a joke.
Until that day, the false gods of the West broke into the cemetery and trampled under their feet the last veteran who came to worship.
"Your heroes are nothing but a pile of withered bones."
I wiped the blood from the corner of the old man's mouth and lit a stick of incense in front of the mountain of tombstones.
"Ancestor, it's time to get out of the abyss."
[Sacrifice to the gods will be returned ten thousand times over] Awakening!
The God of Death rose in vain and stepped out of the dust and smoke of history.
Overlord Xiang Yu shattered the stars with one halberd.
The Great Sage Qitian shattered the sky with one stick.
From the Pantheon to the abyss of the universe, everyone who sets foot in China will sacrifice the blood of the enemy to my heroic soul.
My name is Chu Jue, the gravekeeper of China.
"China ahead is forbidden by the gods."
