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 knew the ID of Lonely White Field; it was from at least a decade ago.


Back then, he was still ignorant of world affairs, and his curiosity about Eteliria was merely naive. Little did he anticipate that this curiosity would plant a seed that would uncontrollably sprout and grow into a towering tree of dreams.


He still remembered the circumstances at the time, when KUN had just begun to rise to fame. As his former teammate, Lonely White Field also attracted much attention. Fang Hong knew that the other had switched guilds twice, but unfortunately, he hadn't achieved any noteworthy successes afterward and soon faded into obscurity.


He hadn't expected that the other would remain in a humble guild like Rain Listener, obscure and unmentioned. To this day, he sometimes recalled that battle in which Lonely White Field led his team against greater numbers, but ultimately fell short by a slim margin.


Chapter 156: The Past