Linaxi Tower: A Poem of Ice and Fire

 

Linaxi Tower, standing alone in the sky of Longlong, is like an unfinished poem, waiting for the wanderer to fill the blank with blood and passion. Version 2.0 is here, and the new characters are like sharp pen tips, breaking through the silence and writing their own chapters.

Gamora is the embodiment of ice. The pistol in her hand is not just a weapon, but more like a cold blade, piercing the heart of the enemy and the fog of the human heart. Her movements are as fast as lightning and as cold as ice, but she contains a fiery soul. Her combination with the broken branch is a collision of ice and fire, an interweaving of extreme aesthetics and power. She may be taciturn, but she tells her own story with every attack, which is a poem of loneliness and persistence.

Jinxi’s re-engraving is like a sigh of memory. Her new skin is not just a coat, but an externalization of her inner emotions, a transformation after experiencing wind and rain. Sanhua’s free clothing is like an embellishment in a poem, low-key but meaningful, giving people a dual experience of gentleness and strength.

Rococo, the girl with pink-blue hair and heterochromatic pupils, is the spokesperson of annihilation and mystery. Her weapon is like a suitcase full of secrets, ready to open a new chapter at any time. Her little monster may be the shadow of her heart, but also a witness of growth. Her skills are designed specifically for Chun, just like the tacit understanding between a poet and a painter, creating shocking art together.

The 2.0 version of Lina Xita is a poem of ice and fire, and a song in the hearts of drifters. There is no ease here, only challenges and passion. Every choice is the rhyme of fate, and every battle is the rhythm of poetry.

The recharge of Treabar is to add a touch of ink to this poem and to inject the drifter with the power to continue writing. Without preparation, how can you write a magnificent chapter?

Lina Xita is a shelter for the lonely and a stage for warriors. Let us pick up the pens and swords in our hands, step into this poem of ice and fire, and write our own legend.


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