Single Man Guarding a Lonely City, Invincible in the World

Holy City.

The nine-layered palace tower was covered with thick clouds, and the sky was gloomy as if a bottle of ink had been poured over by the gods.

In the bronze hall, the bright round table reflected twelve haggard and tired faces.

Under the crown of the gods, the remnants of the Crusaders shouted to overthrow the empire and restore the glory of ancient Rome.

The Eastern Turkic tribes burned, killed and looted in the holy city, secretly planning to accumulate money to return to Mobei and revive the Huns.

Even a group of black

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