The sky was dim and the setting sun was blood-red.

Countless huge gears turned slowly, and the barren hills were filled with swords of all shapes and sizes. The air was filled with the smell of sulfur and rust.

Yi Hui, who was once again pulled into the Infinite Sword System, put away the Old Advent Record in his hand. Queen Mary and Mozart in front of him had disappeared.

And Red A, Arthur, Jeanne d'Arc, Siegfried and others surrounded him again.

"Red A! Arthur! You guys really don't know how to learn your lesson!"

Yi Hui glanced at the group of people who kept a distance from him as before.

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