In the canyon, the soldier's script has only one sentence: move forward, then die.
Lin Jin, numbered Feng-7732, is a melee soldier who is not even qualified to have a name. After witnessing the 7300th time his kind was wiped out by a hero's sword, he finally couldn't help but ask: Why?
So he turned sideways to avoid the "certain death" sword light - then, a system panel that deserved a beating popped up in his mind, his left eye lit up with a golden light that no one could see, and the rusty broken iron sword in his hand began to feel faintly hot.
Bite! Host detected... Should not be alive.
"Okay," Lin Jin gripped the rusty sword tightly and grinned, "Heaven has decreed death, so I'll tear it up and show it."
See through combos, train arrogant heroes in reverse, recognize the owner of a rusty sword and turn it into a divine weapon, raise my arms and let the gods of the past fight side by side - I am a mortal, pushing all the way from the soldiers, and being the talker in the canyon!
