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.

The mist hung heavy, obscuring everything, yet there was nothing to be seen. In the distance, firelight tinged the gray mist orange, reflecting off Orphen's steel shell, gleaming brightly. Fang Hong stood beside the large construct, a sudden warning stirring in his heart. From behind him, a gray shadow emerged, beneath a gray cloth headscarf, a pair of eyes glimmered like cold stars, like a lone wolf, with pupils burning with ghost fire. A hand akin to withered branches grasped a curved blade, blue veins bulging across it.


Chapter 1911 - Chapter 379: The Distant Land They Pursue XVIII