Civilization and backward coexist, the mysterious and truth danced, hundreds of tons of steam airships soared into the sky, huge steel beasts roamed the earth, there were Golden Halls that believed in the holy light, schools that impart knowledge, hospitals that preliminarily produced modern medicine, and charlatans who claimed to master the grace of gods. The spell's inspiration flashed in the sky and the knight's charge made the earth tremble. The demon tide resurrected, and the heaven and earth were reciprocating. The great demon tide that swept the entire multiverse came again, and the history buried in the dust reappeared, and the distant elves, lovers, ancient dragons and other myths returned. In this wonderful time period, a passenger from another world came through time and space. I wanted to be a magician, but he did not allow it. The warrior was OK. Don't tell me anything about chopping with the flow, the white crow sword technique. The etiquette of a warrior is to meet and save the world peacefully is the essence of a warrior.