(plot flow, story flow, no system)

Three thousand years ago, the demon came.

The immortal takes action, wins and drives him away, and the demon withdraws from the world. Later, the cataclysmic changes in the world caused the spiritual energy to weaken, the immortals disappeared, but the demons transformed into gods and infiltrated the human world again;

More than 160 years ago, the divine object arrived.

The fertile Chipa Plateau and the invincible Panlong Ancient City were all reduced to loess;

Now, I have arrived!

Follow the clues left by the immortals, reverse the established fate, and uncover the truth about the immortals and demons...

And the origin of everything begins with returning to Panlong Ancient City and experiencing the tragic and tragic history.

PS: This article is a mystery article. It does not open the perspective of God. The whole picture and truth of the world are gradually revealed with the actions of the protagonist. It emphasizes exploration and experience, not routines.

Reborn as a cell, carrying the power of prison, to a parallel world where the ancients have awakened.

Steam civilization, thriller space, the old king of the night, strangers outside the city.

The gate of fate has been opened-Crusader, library, control, machinery, mysticism will be the new growth system for human development.

Human praise is a praise of courage! The knights who marched forward galloped in the world ruled by the ancient kings and regained the freedom belonging to humankind.

Coal smoke fills the sky and steam roars endlessly. The world is running as usual, and prosperity is within reach. But the world is ignorant.

Only a very few people have penetrated the fog of history, studied taboo knowledge, dismantled secret inspiration, and called on invisible forces. They are called "knowers".

The chaos and reality under the filthy appearance of the world gradually become clear from a mysterious concert incident:

"Hidden knowledge, shifting surge, phase, ritual vessel, witness master" - this is the extraordinary path of "knowers";

"Inspiration, composition, piano, conducting, symphony" - this is the sacred career of "artists".

Two roads, different paths, the same destination. Where the vision goes, the destiny chooses.

"The world is full of imperfections, but someone will see the glory in the end."

-Contemporary composer, pianist, conductor Carloen van Nin

Wandering souls, worms scatter. Invisible things are all around me, and whispers are coming from nowhere in my ears. An abomination awaits in the abyss. It was dead silent and windless, not even the corners of my clothes or the ends of my hair could be blown away. Mu Su stared into the abyss, and the abyss was also staring at him. It was not until Mu Su took off his pants that Shen Yuan had to look away in embarrassment.

The protracted 'witch hunt' disappeared with the end of the Seven Years' War. The mystery of the East Coast began to disappear, but gunpowder began to rise rapidly.

Mo Qishang, who should have been at a loss, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He looked at the charging knights, the wizards on the tower, and the strange things in the wilderness in astonishment. His clear and unfamiliar... Feeling the sharpness of the long sword and the recoil of the fire gun, he finally shook his robe excitedly and said with a smile -

Don't believe what I say, because I believe it exists!

For a long time, Malin always felt that Fate had been quite generous to him. Although he had to face that life-threatening job every day, as long as he had the lovely Leopard Girl cooking delicious food for him daily, and as long as there was meat to eat and cats to stroke, life wasn't too unbearable. Working a bit harder and facing some difficulties on the job weren't really an issue for a man.

Moreover, being able to live two lives meant one shouldn't have too high demands, right, Mr. Different-Kind?

Having said that, and without waiting for an answer, the young man snapped his fingers, and the white flame on his fingertip lit the tobacco in his other hand, then he flicked it towards the non-human entity on the stake.

Welcome to Abield, to witness the last splendor of the steampunk era.

And the madness.

[Cthulhu Style + Anomaly Containment + Superpowers + Mystery + Eldritch]

Over three hundred years ago, humanity received a "Gilded Aluminum Plate" from a higher-dimensional world known as the Pioneer Plate.

Based on the hieroglyphic script upon it, humans provisionally translated its title as — Shēn Xuān Lù (訷諻籙).

At the same time—

The world underwent dimensional elevation. Humanity began to evolve.

They deciphered from the Shēn Xuān Lù the records of mysterious beings from even higher dimensions.

And came to realize…

The invasion from the higher dimensions had already begun long before the plate arrived.

The eldritch descends. High-dimension invades.

Logic disintegrates. Civilization stalls.

A group of dimensionally elevated individuals with special abilities press forward in the dusk—before the sun falls completely.

Mere beasts vast enough to drink rivers and swallow seas?

Mere mountains of flesh with a hundred oozing black-blooded eyes?

Mere apocalyptic zombie tides blotting out the sky?

Mere bizarre, chaotic, incomprehensible oddities?

All these fears... do they truly arise just from insufficient firepower?

Glimpses from the corners of your vision.

Terror swimming through your sea of consciousness.

Eldritch entities lurking within your dreams.

Divine names whispered from unknown mouths.

Can the bullets in your gun... strike the monster inside your mind?

Planets die and gods fall.

After the collapse of the legal world, mankind lost all its protectors.

Now.

"Abnormalities" and "disasters" begin to invade the human world.

As the dark age approaches, a soul from Blue Star arrives through time.

"The Way can be understood, and surname can be named, but not ordinary.

Without a name, it's the beginning of heaven and earth. With a name, it's the mother of all things.

Well, there might be another 'name,' called the Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young, hehe..."

"I've achieved enlightenment! I've achieved enlightenment!

HAHAHAHAHA!!!"

Watching his fellow Daoist whose skull has split open, the ribcage torn, growing wings of flesh, and flying into the sky,

Li Fan, with lingering fear, stops his sermon for the day.

"Sigh, I can't just blabber about the Daoist skill anymore, I've driven another one mad..."

Charlotte Mecklen traveled to the Fars Empire and only wanted to be a civil servant in a foreign continent. He was not a combatant... But who would have thought that civilians would also go to the battlefield!