Luo Chen woke up from the crystal coffin with only his own name in his mind.
She didn't remember that she had single-handedly created the old empire, or that she had unified the entire continent with her brain.
All she knew was that she had no fighting power.
In an apocalypse where infected people are everywhere, she is as weak as a joke.
But the Breakers are after her, the old nobles are coveting her, and all the forces are looking for her.
Why is everyone staring at an amnesiac who knows nothing?
Until the pursuers surrounded the ruins, she instinctively analyzed the weaknesses of the opponent's formation and planned the optimal retreat route for all personnel within a few seconds.
It's something carved into the bones. The memory disappears, but the instinct remains.
In her mind are the secrets of the destruction of previous civilizations, and the countdown to doomsday that she sealed with her own hands.
Someone has been waiting for her for a thousand years.
Some people are afraid that she will remember.
"Although I don't know you, if you stand in front of me, your instinct will tell me to stand on your side."
From the crystal coffin to Qixia, from the amnesiac to the guardian.
This time she wasn't relying on strength. She relies on her brain.
