Depositing is very slow and is updated every week.
Behind the game, is it a shadow of reality or a lie of truth?
The fog is thick and the road ahead is uncertain.
[Copy 1] On the way to the end of the Forbidden Spirit, the inconspicuous young man still faced the Fallen Angel with a smile, and used his flesh and blood to fight to create a ladder of blue clouds, which shattered in front of everyone's eyes. I just feel that if I stretch out my hand, I can't reach it, just like a flower in the water, moon in the mirror.
"Be happy, at least I achieved SSR [End of the World, Night Before Dawn]."
[Copy 2] A place where authenticity and authenticity are broken, where ancient artifacts cause trouble and the past reappears. The evil spirits attack again, and all the creatures are devastated. The golden eyes in the arrogant young man's eyes coldly faced the evil god, but in the end he fell into the stars. The once arrogant boy showed his vulnerable side for the first time and still smiled in a pretentious manner.
"I don't care about what happened before you died. If anything leaks out, be careful I'll come over in the middle of the night!"
[Copy 3] In the old days, when the gods were prosperous, all ghosts were causing chaos, and everything was uneasy. The gods born in nothingness take pity on the world, entangled in the world of mortals that is constantly being sorted out and messed up. When the results of karma are loaded, they return to the original place with a smile, leaving only broken fragments of the gods.
"All things have their own destiny, and God is no exception. May we meet at the end of the world, Bai Su."
It wasn't until Bai Sui cleared the dungeon——
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[Instructions to Readers Regulations]
1. The writing is poor, the title of the book is stupid, progress ing
2. The character who appears at the beginning is not the protagonist!
3. In the later stage, if you lift your vest, it will fall off!
4. I will probably revise the text one copy at a time, thanks for catching the bug!
5. None yet
Intention: Sand sculptures accompany my wind