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

At that moment, the Native Great Shaman still had not figured out what exactly was happening… It was clearly a Wave Singer, yet he had burst forth with a velocity that no Wave Singer of the First Energy Level could possibly possess. In addition to that, his body was incredibly hard and his strength was unimaginably great.


This kind of superhuman strength simply could not be that of a First Energy Level! Even Grant's assault with an Aether Armament was nothing more than this. But if he had known he was facing his old rivalry, Grant, wouldn't he have made thorough preparations to wait at his leisure, instead of now crossing such a long distance and squandering a tremendous amount of energy to intercept?


He had miscalculated—the opponent he was facing was a true genius...


Or an unfathomable monster beyond any conventional judgment.


Thinking this, the Great Shaman knew he had not yet been defeated… nor had the Crocodragon.


Chapter 215: Death of the Great Shaman! (5/4, Seeking Monthly Votes!)