The frost moon in the outer world has passed halfway, and the inner world is still under the sunlight of the flame moon.
Everything here has not yet begun. The mortal kingdom is engaged in a power struggle. The mysterious fulcrum rules the land of order. People pursue truth, faith and the future, and regard the living saints as gods. They established rules, exorcised demons, spied on destiny, and led the seven pivots to jointly create the mysterious and prosperous age of Knox.
And on the edge of order, enemies from hell are about to tear apart this dawn era born of lies.
His only weapon is the truth.
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After a night shift, Uriel rode back to his new home. Countless questions came to him.
Fire and energy, old gods and new ones.
The stars are transformed into gods and people, and the abyss is filled with bones.
I'm afraid he has to solve the problem...
Reminder: traditional fantasy, group portrait, multiple perspectives, suspense
