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

Fang Hong held the Zealot's Mark of Hes in his hand. A gossamer glow shot into the dense fog, which retreated to both sides, revealing a narrow slate path.


That path was the one leading to the Grey Oak Square. The fierce flames nearby illuminated the mists with a pink hue, and even without setting foot on the path, Fang Hong could feel the sweltering heat hitting his face.


Without hesitation, he took steps into it.


Red Leaf walked the path alongside him. Hilveld and Xiesta followed behind, with Parker, who was rubbing his back and muttering, coming next. Diket and Luen were the last, the veteran Knight and the Chairman of the Black Goat Commerce Association.


The road wasn't long; one could even see the fiery horizon and the Grey Oak Square at its end.


Fang Hong was the first one to step out of the alleyway. He saw a graceful figure standing upon the square.


Chapter 114: Returning to the Origin, the Remaining Sword