Gloomy Sky Hidden God

The first star that passed away extinguished two thousand years ago.
Four hundred years later, the mysterious Calamity of Heavenly Fall destroyed the civilization of the previous era, returning thriving cultures to ignorance.
Since then, stars gradually vanished, the Firmament grew dark and dim, and a new civilization rose from the starless wilderness, flourishing once more.
Yet, what accompanied this were war, death, destruction, and hatred.
The flames once aimed at the Firmament were used to slaughter the people of enemy nations, and the raining clouds once engineered to alter deserts were turned into floods that engulfed the land.
Humans once again began to kill each other for wealth and power... but no one looked up at the sky.
They lost the Guidance of the stars Above the Sky, forgetting the awe of gazing upon the Milky Way.
They were all prisoners.
One thousand six hundred years after the Calamity of Heavenly Fall, a young child awakened memories of his past life.
He wanted to break the Cage, to throw off the shackles.
He wanted to become a star.
To return to Above the Sky.
"I don't care about how the people of this world live, whether they're well-fed or not, whether they can dress warmly or live comfortably, whether they have dreams or hopes. I don't care about their loves and hates."
"I just want to go Above the Sky."
——Ian.

Above The Sky

The Sea Beasts indeed could not stop the exploration ship.


After Ian shot with the water gun, shocking everyone with the strange power of this inscribed apparatus, they all refused to be outdone and displayed their respective strengths.


The captain took out a harpoon; the steel fork with a rope was thrown by his lean body, carrying an immense force that made a piercing whistle in the air.


When the harpoon hit a Stone Armored Fish, it easily shattered its rocky scales and directly pierced through it.


According to the captain, he was actually quite healthy; his lean figure was solely due to a slight mistake in the Magic Potion formula that transformed his muscles into high-density, powerful muscles without leaving behind the related fat and filler structures.


The Seaborn Swordsman swung his longsword in the air, and layers of water waves turned into semi-transparent patterns, slashing towards the sea—a Plesiosaur-like creature's neck was severed cleanly in response.


Chapter 198 Appraisal Means Mutual Benefit (2/3)