Dressed as the sword of a Babylonian tyrant

Thousands of years ago, the king of Babylon, the Gate of God, was a veritable tyrant.He murdered slaves, bloodbathed nomadic tribes, humiliated gods, and trampled the iron hooves of war across the plains of Mesopotamia.And when the sky was angry and people complained, he wore a blood-sick baby, and it happened to be the tyrant—the sword in his hand.Luo Lai (farmer's guess): The magic iron curry stick, the magic soldier descended from the sky, the magic gun fights the dragon, and the magic bow shoots the Changhong.And I'm different, a legendary epic holy sword like me... Sartu sneered: How?Luo Lai proudly puffed up his chest: he couldn't kill anyone, he was dizzy, he couldn't do his work, he couldn't eat.Sartu: ...The king of Babylon raised his sword and tried to throw it across the moat.Rollei: Don't, don't——I have other skills!Tyrant: Speak!Luo Lai is shy: Acting cute, making love to the tyrant: ………