Crimson Flame

Welcome to Eteliria, the Kingdom above the floating clouds.
Let us push open the Gateway, pick up our staffs, and the adventure will begin from here—
Through the hills of clouds and seas, like floating grass, the shallow rivers gleam;
Across the meadows flowing with gold and honey, filled with laughter, beneath Rodell's cottages, a gentle song drifts.
Through Egon's ancient forests, where dark vines grow rampant and whispers linger;
Over ridges and between Chongshan peaks, shadows stir in the Underground World, danger lurks at every turn, and swords reflect light.
The tale of a boy chasing his dreams, above the sky and cloud ridges, the Giant Dragon's Shadow, soaring with outstretched wings.
And after time has been sealed away, the hearth fire still burns bright.

Pillar of Yita

The Dragon Roar invoked a fear deep within the soul.


It made one's legs go weak and heart race, as if through pale eyes, people could see a vision of their own death. Yet, fear pinned them to the spot, their minds filled with a thousand succubi screaming at once, dizzying and disorienting.


Fang Hong felt a chill in front of his nose, the rusty smell of blood. Touching it, he realized it was a handful of fresh blood, slightly glaring. He looked up to see those spreading black wings, dark as a demon flame rising from hell, enveloping the sky.


Panic spread like a plague, unstoppable. People no longer cared about order; the resistance to death and the instinct to survive overwhelmed everything. Rich or poor, noble or lowly lost their meaning here; fine clothes did not help one survive in such conditions and often resulted in being quickly swallowed by the crowd.


Some scoundrels even turned against women and children.


Chapter 109: Battle to Break the Stalemate XXIII