I am the only one in the world who kills, and no one in the world kills me.

This is a crazy man, his crazy journey, endless journey, countless myths unfolding one by one, bizarre, no one knows the end of time and space, you don’t know, I don’t know, this is a crazy man for life, A journey for knowledge, to explore eternity.

The horse and the young man under the night in Luo City, the horse's hooves make a clicking sound on the bluestone.

He is like a character in a storyteller, coming from the cloud waterfall, going to the rivers and lakes, walking to the green mountains, watching the sunset in the west.

If you ask, who is the guest who never returns in this river and lake?

He will answer, the breeze, the bright moon, and me.

...

This may be a long story, let me tell it slowly.

(No heroine, no CP, no morality, no bottom line, hypocrite, dark and selfish)

The spirits are revived, and evil ghosts are rampant

The world is like a prison, and there is wailing everywhere

Ghosts cannot be eliminated!

You can only use ghosts to fight ghosts!

Order is on the verge of collapse, and the truth is about to disintegrate

I am reborn in the taboo, abandoning my conscience and destroying my humanity

"Whoever dares to make me unhappy for a moment, I will make him unhappy for the rest of his life!"

"Killing someone and destroying his heart is nothing, killing someone should kill all his clans!"

Midnight sacrifice, disaster strikes.

Chen Mo accidentally traveled to a disaster world without sun, moon and stars, and started a new life in the mysterious advertisement of "Data creates value, Tianhua Quantum Technology". From the painful self-immolation of biochemically modified people in the evil laboratory of the Hive, to the wailing of the war in the castle of the misty insect sea, from the despair of the ancient monks of Guixu to the peeping of monsters that reincarnate once a thousand years day and night...

When the terrifying demons who tore through the cracks of time and space were torn apart by antimatter weapons, and when the civilization born in the tiny dust launched an ecological mass extinction, it was discovered that the so-called magnificent wars in each corner were nothing more than epitaphs on the road of self-destruction of the later rising insects.

That year I woke up from underground, with the earth as my blanket and silence as my sleep.

A few years later,

…

A group of monsters from the mountains came to meet me, and I sat alone on the tower to spend the night.

According to legend, deep in the ancient starry sky, there stood a red door stained by blood and fire. Legends and myths, darkness and light, endless legends all flow in this ancient portal. Looking down at the Star Gate, blood shines on the heaven and earth, and the darkness will eventually leave!