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Humanity has spent thousands of years in ignorance and darkness. Countless soldiers rushed to the vast galaxy with loyalty and honor, and their bones were buried on alien stars. Loyalty, betrayal, dedication, sacrifice. --The original body of the Second Legion, who was sleeping in the temple and whose files had been deleted, opened his eyes again; what occupies the great body is the soul from the 3K era of another world. A great legend was created from this moment on. The roar of mankind will once again resound across the galaxy. Weak traitors and dirty aliens will be burned to death by humanity's wrath.

A parallel time and space where spiritual energy tides return. In the desert, Pharaoh awakens from his slumber with his army. Under the night, the vampires and the werewolves fought endlessly. The witch and the devil made an agreement in the busy city, and the feathered serpent with seven pairs of wings opened its eyes in the cycle of death. Looking at the surging demons, the young and handsome little monk smiled, loaded the special bullet belt that had been fired, and slowly adjusted the black muzzle of the gun. "Namo Gatling Bodhisattva has six pure and depleted uranium bullets. One breath is thirty-six thousand times, and he saves ghosts and gods with great compassion." Fang Zheng: The poor monk is a monk, so it is reasonable to bring an AK with him when he goes out, right? "Whether you are ferried or not is decided by my Buddha. The poor monk is only responsible for sending you to meet my Buddha."