There are men and women who are passionately in love, speaking touching words of love.

On the street, thousands of cars, like fireflies, merged into the endless vehicles in front of them from all directions.

From a distance, the entire city is an endless ocean of light and darkness.

Light and shadow intertwine, bright and dark intertwined.

However, when the citizens of Dongjing are enjoying the quiet time at night, they don't know that a huge palace stretches across the sky and earth in the suburbs of Tokyo, a kilometer away.

Outside the main hall, countless luxury cars gathered, and thousands of people gathered.

Everyone held candlelight in their hands, full of sorrow, and knelt down on the ground.

Behind them, hundreds of luxury cars were neatly parked in a row, their orange lights flickering in the night.

Light and darkness interweave, light and shadow flicker.

As far as the eye can see, this world is already a sea of ??light!

In the dark night, it is as bright as day.

The lights flickered and the candles flickered.

Those thousands of people, like the most devout believers, knelt down before the three gods.

"Now that the bandits are in power, the country of Japan is in danger."

"The Millennium Artifact was robbed, and the whereabouts of the Moon God are unknown."

"Ming Zun died, and countless Japanese heroes were massacred."

"It's time for our Japanese martial arts, life and death."

"I'm incompetent, so I can only ask Xuezhao Tianshen to go out, kill that Chinese madman, save my country, and strengthen my country's martial arts power~"

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"Please let the snow shine on the gods, save Japan~"

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"Please let the snow shine on the gods, turn the tide, and save Japan~"

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The voice of desolation, the words of mourning, like surging waves, can't stop ringing.

Your Excellency the Three Gods, countless people knelt and bowed together, tears streaming down their faces.

They looked up to the sky and wept, weeping miserably.

The voices of kneeling and begging one after another surged through the whole world.

Under the moonlit night, the candlelight was flickering, and the orange light kept flickering.

The dreamlike light and shadow, mixed with the mournful crying, just like this, lingering and circulating here.

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