That year, when he was still a child, he met a girl, a girl who was disgusted by everyone, as if for people, her existence was a sin that was not tolerated, but he was still a child, but he had a mood called liking for this girl, so the child made a vow in front of the girl:

"I want to be by your side, I will become stronger, I will make everyone recognize you!"

From then on, the gears of destiny, which belonged to him alone, began to turn.

But unfortunately, after a long time, the gears are probably already rusty and stopped......

This is,Between the immortal corpse and the persistent warrior,The untold story that ended in tragedy.。。 But for now, it's a thing of the past、。。

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In the far north, in a city that the black fog failed to cover, a small courtyard that had passed through time and space was as old and dilapidated as it was inserted into the high-rise buildings.

This is a notorious nail household, and the only host is an old madman, who sits at the door of the yard every day with a broken wine jug and drinks, and the wine in the jug is always unfinished, and he always reads some scriptures that others do not understand, and sometimes suddenly rushes to a passer-by, pats the man with his dirty hand, and says with a grin

"Eh, little girl (young man) you and I are destined, I will give you a divination, you, you want to go lucky, or peach blossom luck (big fortune)!"

I don't know how many times I have been arrested by someone calling the police....... But the miraculous thing is that the police just took him away, and within five minutes, he appeared in the same place again, and the people he photographed were all either married or won the lottery or their business suddenly grew within a month.

But one can't always associate all this with the old madman.

Today, the old madman still sits at the door of the little broken courtyard and laughs and drinks, ignoring the pointing and pointing of passers-by, and reading something in his mouth.

Suddenly, a strange light flashed in the corner of the old madman's eyes, and even the corners of his mouth, which had been smiling, became serious, and the person instantly became dull.

"Hey, my stupid apprentice........"

The old madman sighed, reached behind his back, and pulled out a long black thing, and when he looked closely, wasn't it the long ruler in the hand of the dead black robe.........

The old madman took another sip of wine, and threw the flask to the ground, shattering it, but not a drop of it came out, as if it had been an empty flask in the first place.

He stood up and stretched, put the black ruler on his shoulder, hummed an ancient little song in his mouth, and walked away, since then, no one has ever seen this old madman at the gate of the yard, and this small dilapidated yard has been "developed" by the developer as a matter of course.

But that's all for later.

.................

Return to the city where they were teleported.

The petite girl sleeping in the middle of the square had opened her eyes and sat up, like an alert rabbit, well.... It should be a white rabbit, after all, her eyes are also crystal clear blood red.

And the giant warrior who was still carrying the corpse mountain before also picked up his sword and guarded her side, they seemed to sense something, something enough to threaten their safety and life was slowly walking here, but it was more appropriate to say that it was flying here.

At the same time, they already knew that the fact that the black-robed and white-clothed scholars had been killed, and the white-clothed stranger would be killed, which really surprised them, because except for the adult who was taken away by the armor at the beginning, the white-clothed stranger could be said to be the most terrifying among them. If he was serious, the armor might not be his opponent.

But what they cared about was not that trivial thing, but another guardian of the terrible array that had sealed them all for two thousand years...... One of the twelve golden men, already aware of the fact that they had broken away from the seal........

If you want to survive, you must either kill the golden man, or obediently go back underground. There is no other way to choose one or the other.

It doesn't matter who killed the weirdo in white, whoever he is, now all of them, or all the lifeforms in this black fog, are left with only one common enemy.

The girl and the warrior have already placed countless defensive and offensive barriers, ready to attack.

But now they don't know, they don't understand the current situation, they are still on their way here...

Next, a chaotic battle is inevitable.