Sword of Autumn Wind

In a world hanging by a thread, where fragile order crumbles under the weight of arrogance, an empire's ambition reignites the catastrophes of a forgotten age. 
Ancient souls, long slumbering, awaken to a realm haunted by echoes of castles and towers, consumed by lust, betrayal, and bloodshed. 
Amid the chaos, mysterious cards—relics of a bygone era—stir with untold power, weaving the threads of magic and fate. 
As the past and present collide, an inevitable doom looms on the horizon, drawing ever closer with each passing moment!

Knights and Magic Wand

At the rear of the team, a stuck joint inside the Magic Statue finally seemed to activate. The creaking motion sound allowed its embracing arms to stretch out to both sides of the torso.


Its iron palm, with three thick fingers, powerfully shot towards the ground, and when the vibration reached the feet of Olivia and the other two, a dangerous red light burst forth on the torso of the slowly standing giant statue, accompanied by a shrill alarm sound.


Under the dim light source, Olivia, who was charging forward, looked at the rusted steel and bronze monster. The circular opening at its chest suddenly ignited a surging fire light, instinctively reminding the girl of fire-breathing giant dragons from stories.


Chapter 186: Ruins? Tomb?