The way of heaven is about to fall, and the four religions are contending. Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism and demons have planned for thousands of years, just to gain the power of the "new way of heaven" in the great catastrophe of the world. The chess pieces have already filled the chessboard.
When four stars that should not have met met in front of the evil mirror, they saw the same truth written in blood: the so-called catastrophe was just a huge gamble between the founders of the three religions and the demon king; the so-called salvation was actually a ritual of becoming a god with the sacrifice of hundreds of millions of lives.
"Since heaven is unfair——"
"Then rewrite the rules of heaven."
"Since the law is false—"
"Then make a new covenant."
Cutting off the way of heaven, enforcing human laws, inheriting non-aggression, and becoming a demon of sorrow. Four lunatics who were condemned by the world decided to join forces to do the craziest thing:
Written with my own hands on the ruins of the old world——
The first law of justice for all.
[Four Religions Chase × Millennium Chess Game × Reconstruction of the Way of Heaven]
[Mutual rescue between two strong forces × Fateful bond × Team revolution]
"This road has a narrow escape from death." "Those who have died before are not afraid of dying again."
Intention: Mo Li (Demon Attack) × Xuan Bei (Monk Shou) Essence: The only anchor point for each other in the millennium of reincarnation, the fate of two-way redemption. Emotional core: "I am willing to betray all the rules for you, including those set by myself." First sight: Seeing Xuan Bei penetrated by chains, the golden and purple eyes lifted up in the darkness. Inner shock: "At that moment, I understood - it turns out that there really is a 'glance of ten thousand years' in this world. He looked at me, as if he were looking at someone who has returned three thousand years late." "At first it was pity. Then it was curiosity. And then... I found myself subconsciously thinking when I was drawing the machine diagram: Will he like this design?" "Until a certain month, I didn't receive a reply. I carried the non-attack ruler to the outside of the tower, preparing to rob the prison - and then I saw him standing in front of the window in the moonlight, shaking his head at me." "At that moment I understood: this is not pity, this is fear - fear of losing him." Mo Li: "I am the holy son of the demon sect, and he is the son of Buddhism - even the imprisoned Buddhist son." "The Buddha will not save me, and the devil will not tolerate me. In this case -" "I will love the person I want to love, whether he is a devil or a demon is the biggest taboo in the world." "I love Mo Li, is it because he is the blood of Mo Zhai, or because he is him?"