Mingchao, Almost Killed by Gugu Riverfish at the Beginning

Ling Yuan never thought that one day he would be chased by several chubby pufferfish. He came from an extremely ordinary world. He had no ability to resonate, no blessing from the Lord of the Year, and could not even recognize the road to this city. The only thing he relied on was a pair of pitch-black armor that came from nowhere. It could cut through the void, tear apart the afterimage tide, and allow him to level the entire battlefield with one blow in Beiluoye. But the world never lacks despair. Mingshi, the world-destroying existence that holds the power of law, has devoured countless civilizations for thousands of years. The old masters fell into deep sleep one after another, and the cycle of mourning never ended. The Drifter has tried countless times to break the cycle, but has failed every time. The president of the Broken Star Society has laid out a thousand-year chess game in the dark. And this time, it may be Solaris' last chance. From Beiluoye to Chengxiao Mountain, from Laguna to Qiqiu, from the Black Coast to the Lahailo Icefield, Ling Yuan has walked through countless battlefields, rescued the saint who had been trapped in the tower for twenty years, cut off the tampered fate of a gladiator, and guided the girl who was used as a container to find her own power. Guardianship is not a one-man show. The people he once protected are coming back to protect him one by one. This is a story about "remembering" and "forgetting". True heroes should not be forgotten, but some heroes deserve the right to be forgotten. This is a story about "choice" and "bond". If you can keep one more, it's one. When the final crisis strikes, when all hope seems to have come to an end, how will he respond to the land's trust in him?