Sacred Path

The rising sun climbed into the sky.

Accompanied by thunderous, resonant drums, the core leadership of the soon-to-be-established Sacred Co-Prosperity Kingdom finally appeared.

Leading them were Leslie, Reff, and Old Nob. Behind them followed O'Neal, James, Alice, Yulia, and the others. All of them were dressed in their finest today. Even Old Nob wore bright noble attire, his posture ramrod straight and his bearing imposing. There was no trace left of a servant about him.

The moment they stepped out of Black Fortress's gates, they came to a neat halt and slightly raised their heads toward the azure sky.

"Roar!"

At that moment, a dragon's roar erupted, shaking the heavens like a storm sweeping across heaven and earth, carrying boundless power and majesty.

Then, the distant clouds seemed to be violently torn apart by an invisible pair of giant hands. Blinding flames instantly illuminated the entire sky as a ferocious fire dragon over forty meters long descended from above, wrapped in endless flames and an aura of destruction. The raging gale it stirred sent the hems of the surrounding soldiers' clothes snapping wildly.

Its colossal body blocked out the sky and sun. Every scale was like a massive red boulder, hard and rough, with metallic cold light gleaming along their edges like countless sharp blades. Its hill-sized head was huge and savage, while its dragon eyes resembled burning furnaces, revealing endless brutality and greed.

Yet standing proudly atop the back of such a terrifying and powerful creature were two humans: Roland and Elizabeth.

Roland's attire today was extravagance taken to the extreme. He wore a purple brocade royal robe woven with silver threads, while irises and lilies embroidered in gold appeared and vanished across his cloak. A pearl sash crossed his chest, adorned with a sacred brooch symbolizing royal authority.