The End of the Gods

The scarlet full moon tore through the night sky, and the Broken Continent lingered on under the chess game of the gods. Ax, once the sharpest sword in mankind, fell into the abyss due to betrayal. He used the blood of demons to recast his black armor. With his spear pointed at him, thousands of armies were defeated. The world called him the "Demon King of Destruction". Lilia was originally the last light of the elves. Her clansmen sacrificed their souls and transformed them into blades with the power of the blood moon. Her silver hair was like a waterfall, and her eyes were like flames. Every time she made a move, she made hell tremble. When the century-old blood moon comes again, the minions of the gods sweep across the continent, and the defense lines of humans and elves completely collapse. Ax and Lilia met in the collapsed royal city. One of them carried the curse of mankind, and the other carried the despair of the elves. They were supposed to be sworn enemies, but they reached out to each other in the sea of ​​​​blood and corpses. "Are you going to break this bullshit together?" Black armor and white shadow stood side by side, spears and sharp blades clashing, creating a prairie fire. They no longer fight for revenge, no longer live for redemption, but only use their own hands to cut off the shackles of the gods, flatten the demon's lair, and carve out a way for them to survive in this bloody world. Under the blood moon, two shadows walk together. This time, they want the whole world to remember their names - remember this pair of warriors who climbed up from the abyss and wanted to subvert everything.