Under the dark night, a group of figures wearing cloaks and holding straight knives stood on high-rise buildings, looking at the white mist billowing at the border of Daxia in the distance.
There is the home court of the gods!
The dark pioneers who try their best again and again, no matter the cost, the heroes who stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods with their mortal bodies! They abandoned everything just to protect the lights of thousands of families behind them.
Even though... People don't know all this.
The oath is still in my ears, how can I stop moving forward because of a small life?
Only this knife! Kill the God!
