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The past in the mountains is cloudy, and the smiling moon is alone and cold;

The years have been up and down for thousands of years, leaving the dream of an empty boat alone. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Butterfly dreams of thousands of years, and the sky bears the dust of the world;

The night rain of the high-rise building is still in the sky, and the year is fighting for the sky.

I don't know if it's the future or a certain time period in the past, when the world is still noisy, the wind is still howling, the neon of the city is still flashing, and the mountains and rivers of Qingning are still hazy. Mysterious and colorful, for countless years, an ordinary place in the universe has never been set foot in. No one disturbs its clarity, and the fantastical colors of the secluded world are everywhere.

Through the endless starry sky, the time of the years is constantly passing, when one day set foot in this wonderful realm. I don't know when, the world is still running non-stop. The rainbow after the rain will only be so clear and fascinating in this quiet place. The endless forest, far away and quiet, silently tells some kind of legendary story to the heavens and the earth.

The secluded forest is deep, the smoke and rain are hazy, sprinkling a piece of sweet rain that moistens all things; The babbling stream, flowing non-stop, converges in a wide river. Numerous tributaries converge to create an amazing river legend. The forests on both sides of the river are spread out, and the sound of the wind blows the soft sound of the branches and leaves, telling the stories that have happened in the forest for countless years. It seems to be admired, like a feeling, and like sadness. Under the reflection of the years, ruthlessly devouring one story after another, between laughter and sadness, witnessing the brilliance of heaven and earth, and affecting the imprint of countless lives.

Looking at the vastness and mystery of the forest from afar, among the tall trees, a lion's roar suddenly sounded. The roar of the lion was high-pitched and majestic, and the solemn voice broke the silence of the forest; Accompanied by the voice of the king, the footprints of the king, follow him step by step out of the once legendary country. That fantastic country has experienced the evolution of rise and fall, and the years have carved the traces of its past.

In the world, there is no eternity. Even legends will gradually be forgotten in the lost corners and drowned in the long river of time. The river of history is always rushing, as if there is no end to it, and the forgotten legend is eternal in the torrent.

How many people remember the legend of this country that has been spread by war, sunk for thousands of years, and died in silence? And how many living beings can bear witness to countless years of unforgettable history?

The secluded and vast forest hides the continuation of various stories, and in the depths of the dense forest, the sound of steady footsteps comes from far and near; This step seemed to announce something, and everything in the forest was silent, waiting for the moment when it appeared.

When a figure appears in view, at the edge of this forest, the posture of the king, in the light of the sun, makes everything surrender.

With a silent look, the male lion stood quietly at the edge of the woods, gazing at it with a fantastical color. He stared at the sky, at the forest, at the ocean, at the light......

――Roar――

Suddenly, in the silent world, the roar of the lion king was accompanied by the magic of creation, it shook the mane around its neck, bringing up the sigh of thousands of years, walking with the breeze everywhere on this land, stirring this quiet land, and the long-lost land once again ushered in the legendary vitality.

The roar of the king makes the trees of the forest dance with it, and the spirits of the trees laugh;

The roar of the king made the fish of the ocean leap with it, and the fish in the water rejoiced;

The majesty of the king makes the eagle in the sky soar with it, and the king of the blue sky looks down.

A roar was like a splash in the water of a lake, stirring up boundless ripples, and the roar of the Supreme Lion King spread everywhere, forests, sky, oceans, anywhere in this world.

It is proclaiming to all life, and it is also promising that its glory will bloom here again.

This roar made it clear to all living beings in this world that the Supreme Lion King, who had lost news for countless years, had returned, and that this extinct kingdom would shine in rebirth and chaos. It's calling, summoning the kings of the past.

The appearance of the lion has added another legend to the world, which was once dreamy.

This is the edge of the world, and a fantasy kingdom is born in the roar of the Supreme Lion King.

Vitality, dreams, evolution, chaos, waiting for peace......

The chaotic kingdom will be reborn from the ashes! Create a new and even grander story!

Standing at the peak, the lion king looked down at the sky, quietly watching, feeling, and interpreting. This is its country, this is its everything, and it is its legend. The world that was born out of its roar, it will also be conditioned. It's like the magic of creation, no one can say it, and the rules of the world are evolving anytime and anywhere.

As I said before, no one can explain the wonder of creation.

This world was born from the roar of a lion, and in this world the lion king may be a wise man, a brave man, or a healer, but it will not be the king here.

Because, it is sublime, and no one can replace its existence.

In the chaotic realm, centaurs are galloping, minotaurs are cheering, and dryads are dancing......

Dreamy, magical, it will evolve into a legend.

The sky is calm and fair, the ocean is brave, the forest is vast and inclusive, and the sun is supreme and created.

This is the kingdom created by the Lion King, the world of the Lion King.

When the sky is a figure soaring, when the ocean is ridden by the wind, when the forest is full of laughter, when the sun shines.

This is the end of chaos, the pinnacle of the legend.

The smile of the Supreme Lion King......

The roar of the Supreme Lion King......

The Legend of the Supreme Lion King......

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