Rusty Dragon

The protracted 'witch hunting' had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years' War,  and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise.
Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said—
"Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!"

They all call me Great Master

The bell tower in Elta Square began to ring, totaling twenty-seven times—each celebration in South County begins with twenty-seven bell tolls to commemorate the original Twenty-Seven Braves.


And because the eras of the Braves differed, the twenty-seven bell tolls were not in succession but divided into three sets.


The first set of three tolls represented the Hero of the Sword, Hero of the Shield, and Hero of the Staff from the Golden Age who acquired a piece of land for humanity to thrive on from dragons, elves, orcs, dwarves, and other races.


The second set of nineteen tolls represented the nineteen heroes who emerged to fight for humanity during the Imperial Age and the Fog War.


The third set of five tolls was for the five heroes of the 'disappeared century' of the Holy Empire.


As for the first twenty-two heroes, the people of today hold no doubts about their existence.


Chapter 355: Who Said Standing While Sleeping Isn't Heroic!