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

Mist Shield Manor loomed in the distance, but Fang Hong did not wait for the crowd's cheer; he turned back to look and saw the throng on the main street of Haggston Cemetery District standing starkly divided as if by an invisible line.


There the people stopped, silently watching him and Hilveld, reflecting the sea of fire at the edge of the sky, billowing smoke, a golden net hanging down from above the city.


A painting freezing time at this moment, the silent crowd left a particularly deep impression on Fang Hong.


Even if an invisible hand moved the hands of the clock within the dream, letting the events of thirty years ago no longer overlap with destiny's trajectory, the moment to awaken from the dream inevitably arrived.


A ripple spread among the tightly packed crowd.


Chapter 111: On the Verge of Death