A city full of poisonous corpses. A jungle full of strange beasts. Vine waving from mutated plants, waving shadows of death. Arriving in this new world, with the power of a thief, tearing up the dark fog of the new world, chasing The supreme power of glory. The iron giant evolved in the city, swinging a giant battle ax and roaring. All kinds of alien beasts alienated under the cosmic storm, vying for the supremacy of the territory. The black shadow cast by the sky swept across, covering There is a large sky. Under the sky, who is in charge of floating and sinking?