The pillars of heaven broke, the moon disintegrated, and prehistoric floods swallowed the earth.
Nuwa used her divine power to mend the sky and repair the moon, and used the genes of the gods to create mortals. I am the descendant of mortals.
Ten thousand years later, the Antarctic seal was loosened, and the dragon clan emerged from the earth's core. The spiritual energy was like a tide, and the spiritual master walked through the air, and with a wave of his hand, the mountains collapsed and the earth split apart.
Countries on the surface were retreating steadily, until China showed its trump card:
Nantianmen plan.
Kunpeng spreads its wings, black birds fly across the sky, and twelve four-elephant mechas line up in the sky.
I, Lin Che, was originally just a second-rate substitute driver who was judged to be "unqualified".
Until that day, when the Earth Spirit Master came to me, golden lines suddenly appeared on my left arm, and ancient runes lit up at the core of the Kunpeng mecha.
What Nuwa left to me was her final killing move.
The dragon clan in the center of the earth thought they were sure of victory.
Until I drove the Nuwa Remains mecha and fell from the sky.
"Your ancestors were fabricated by my ancestors back then."
