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Sometimes I naively feel that I am full of passion, like a giant dragon, with its blood spurting out. Shining on the top of the gods, riding the war horse of heaven, holding the beloved girl in his arms, and running wildly against the sunset on the endless grassland, it seems that he really has the urge to own the whole world. But when the cannonballs from hell really came one after another, accompanied by the whistling sound, all thoughts flew away with blood and flesh. Those demons crawling out of hell will eventually give the world an elegy in the name of the Demon King. The young man will eventually join the battle with a sharp sword and his identity, fighting with the devils who want to tear the earth and the sky apart. "He who wields the sword will perish by the sword."