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

"A True Aether Furnace!?" The captain gasped sharply upon hearing this, "Apocalypse Armament?!"


The True Aether Furnace and Apocalypse Armament... he had long heard of their great reputations, but he had never seen them, nor did he know their specifications.


Although he had seen descriptions of them in many historical books and alchemical texts, such as how one single power suppressed an entire war, flattening half a mountain range with strategic-level output... Ian always felt that these things were still far away from him for now, and he wouldn't actually see them until at least after he had reached the Fifth Power Level.


"Could it be that, as this monk from the Spiritual Tool Church said, there are such treasures within the Southern Sea Relic Cluster?"


Ian couldn't help but mutter to himself, his eyes gradually lighting up.


—Perhaps, there was a real possibility!


Chapter 233: True Aether Furnace (2/3, thanks to the alliance leader of Odin's One-Eyed Consort!)