Dark Night

In the third hundred years of eternal night, the sun has never risen again. Glaciers swallow up the ruins of ancient civilizations, and evil spirits breed in the darkness, feeding on human fear. The remaining humans huddled in the geothermal city-state, lingering under the banner of Tianheng Division - at least, that's what Tianheng Division told them. Shen Ye was once the brightest star on this flag. The youngest swordsman genius in Tianheng Division, the "Jingxing" in the refugee camp, and the proud disciple of his mentor Mo Hanshan. Until he saw with his own eyes that his mentor ordered the massacre of the camp he had guarded to make way for Tianheng Division's "Ark Plan". In the raging fire, 327 human lives were turned into scorched earth. A little girl holding a mushroom cake opened her dull eyes in the firelight. That night, Jingxing died. What survives is a knife that only recognizes hatred and not people. Shen Ye fled to the black realm at the bottom of the wasteland. There, he saw the real world under the fig leaf of Tianhengsi - not the world, but hell. Treat living people as consumables, regard massacre as "purification", and regard betrayal as a "choice". He decided to ruin it all. Huiming Pavilion rises from the ground. "In the darkest night, if it is not broken, it cannot be established" - this oath spread throughout the wasteland, attracting all the people who have been crushed. But Shen Ye forgot to ask himself: When you fight destruction with destruction, and exchange the blood of millions of people for a "new world"—— What's the difference between you and your enemy? This is a man who died before dawn, and the last eight words he left to the world—— In the dim light of the night, it cannot be broken or established.