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

But the question was, why limit the Trialers' Levels of entry if that was the case? Or was there a power restriction inherent within the relic itself, or was it for some other reason?


He furrowed his brows, listening to the words of Toragotos, and involuntarily touched the back of his right hand with his left.


Sure enough, the next moment Toragotos responded with his aged voice, "You are a surprise brought to us by Telaric, you, along with it, and Prince Sokin, are all chosen by the Stars. But you are a bit more special, for you are The Chosen of the Holiest."


"Invoker, that's what you call yourselves, right?"


Fang Hong nodded, wondering if being an Invoker was anything special—they were merely guests from another world.


Chapter 171: The 2nd Blessing, Language of Stars_2