Full copywriting:
You once had a lot of friends, and you were prosperous in a certain great sea route. You were against the Four Emperors, the three generals, the Tianlong people, and you were in the position of the Four Emperors.
Fight all the way to the Red Earth Continent to block the God of Killing, and you will be able to escape from death.
When I close my eyes, I see a world that is a little less retarded.
"Reappearing the ↗glory↘light↗→↘ of the ↘empire↗country↘~"
"..."
Thank you for not making an appointment. The door is on the left and you can leave quickly.
And you sleep for hundreds of years and become a pauper when you open your eyes.
"..."
Ok, fine. Let you know who dug up your grave and you exploded it.
***
Jin Fulis brought out a girl from the ruins of the legendary and prosperous empire. She seemed to have an inexplicable connection with the ruins, but she said nothing about it.
The three-star hunter who dug someone's grave returned the grave goods with a guilty conscience, until his son, who had been hiding, was brought close to him.
When you wear sunglasses, you hide your merit and fame.
Every cause must have its effect, and I will be your retribution.
***
Chrollo met a book friend on the eve of the auction. She seemed to know something about the Dark Continent, and she avoided probing words in a roundabout way.
The group leader who failed to catch a good one not only lost an auction ticket but also lost two combat spiders.
Spider, who had almost never failed since her debut, suffered setbacks one after another, and Chrollo finally had to consider again whether to continue to fight against her.
"Don't make enemies of the strong. This is the iron law of survival."
You smiled slightly and took away the Class A criminal who was causing trouble in the world.
"Well, I'll accept the offerings that come to your doorstep."
***
Jay Fulis and Killua Punch were caught by a spider, and then were openly intervened and picked up by a woman they met while picking up food in the market who claimed to be a reliable and powerful Camisama.
"Oh, I am your ancestor."
She said with a smile.
Add slowly when their expressions are broken.
"Friends of..."
"Now, can you give me back the things your ancestors left to beat the enemy?"
***
By chance, Her Royal Highness the Queen, who returned to the present world, met the descendants of unknown generations of her friends. They were reckless and impulsive, and they seemed to be in need of discipline at first glance.
Not only do I let myself fly, but I also do it in front of you.
It doesn't matter, Her Royal Highness will take action.
Serious copywriting:
"When the whole world falls into a deep sleep, the only ones who are awake are the lonely ones."
Kindness without qualification requires courage, and that may be the source of pain.
If in this era, everything you insist on is questioned, trampled on, defeated, and ridiculed.
——Then it's in you, across this era.
You who grew up from the mud should be fragile. If you want to survive and resist absurdity, it is because of the character that is praised.
Find like-minded people, throw your souls at all costs, and use the courage to break through the persecution of the times.
——Don't be a prisoner of deep remorse.
——You said goodbye with a smile, you have free souls.
——You have witnessed the free white doves and the red and hot blood in the East China Sea, the dreams of the new world and the cruel and muddy reality.
——You have witnessed the power of man, the ignorance of animal nature, and the undetectable glimmer of hope on the road shrouded in darkness.
——You will transcend the era.
Intention: And you fall into a long sleep, only you are bitten by loneliness