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's warning came a tad too late.


Luen Linxiu had utterly failed to notice from which direction Nikopolas's tail had swept across, subtly like a phantom whip in mid-air, striking him squarely in the abdomen.


The former was sent flying out instantly, crossing a street and landing on the other side of the square.


"Luen—!" Misu's voice was heart-wrenchingly agonized.


Seeing this, Fang Hong didn't think twice before running in that direction.


"Cover me, Miss Red Leaf," he called out before he left. Red Leaf was left fuming: "You guy, why do you always like to act on your own—"


But Fang Hong wasn't acting without rhyme or reason.


The direction where Luen now lay was precisely the position he had been searching for.


On the other side, Misu, seeing Fang Hong make his move, bit her lip and turned back to the fight, knowing on the battlefield opportunities are fleeting, and in this combat, they didn't have the luxury of hesitation.


Chapter 114: Returning to the Origin, the Remaining Sword_3