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

An excellent commander must first possess a keen sense of smell.


There was no doubt that Lonely White Field was a commander with such a quality. As time ticked by, he quietly took out his pocket watch, the dial coated with a soft luminescence—it had been a quarter of an hour.


A sense of alarm was gradually rising in his heart.


The information coming through the integrated communication channel made him realize that the enemy was not acting according to his predictions:


"This is squad one, we've found no trace of the enemy."


"We have no enemy sightings on our side."


"It seems like they have lost contact with us?"


The Blood Oath Alliance wouldn't let them go so easily. Lonely White Field closed his pocket watch and sensed a whiff of danger.


The enemy had gone to great lengths just to let them go? Clearly, this logic wasn't consistent. He could have comforted himself, but—


"Wishful thinking will not yield positive outcomes."


Chapter 152: Arrival