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

The hall had fallen silent, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.


Fang Hong's arm, where the blood-colored patterns—scars—were healing at a rate visible to the naked eye, relaxed only after the Lizardmen elder released his hand and gave him a cold look. That indifferent expression, eyes elongated like onyx stones, sent a shiver down Fang Hong's spine.


"This is the forbidden knowledge of darkness, bearer of the Pale Glory," it opened its mouth and spoke softly, "Be careful, in the ancient times of the Empire, knowledge often meant falling into corruption, the powers of darkness lurk between the lines, tempting you to lose yourself."


Fang Hong, not quite understanding, touched his arm—now completely healed—and looked up at the other party, then at the Toragotos atop Gold Mountain, and asked in confusion, "Forbidden knowledge of darkness? But what exactly is all this, and what is the Pale Glory?"


Chapter 171: The 2nd Blessing, Language of Stars