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Before the Empress ascended the throne, this small town had been ravaged by war. And it was not alone—countless people had been trampled beneath this conflict.

"Get down!"

An angry roar rang out beside her ear.

Even more violent than that voice was the thunder of artillery shells. Before the wall collapsed, a broad figure blocked her entire view.

Something came crashing toward them.

It was enormous.

She could hear its shriek even from dozens of meters away.

And then—

66 cart giant, 3 again again.

Flames and heat blasted through the wall, swallowing the man who had spread his arms wide in countless bursts of fire.

The boundless blaze tore apart the night sky, stirring up countless storms.

And swallowed the girl.

"Ha!"

The dream shattered, and a slender figure abruptly sat upright.

The coarse linen clothes draped over the girl were soaked with sweat.

Everything was silent. Only the wind and snow howled faintly outside the window. There were no shells, no flames of war. This was no longer Chasik. She had escaped that nightmare-like town, but no matter how far she ran, she could not escape the war sweeping across the Northern Continent.

"Xiao Qiu, you're awake?"

The girl's sudden movement woke the woman beside her, who slept lightly.

"Aunt Ai."

The girl murmured, "I had that dream again."

Aunt Ai sat up as well and gently drew the little girl's head into her arms. Her voice was tender, like warm sunlight. "Xiao Qiu, the war will be over soon. The legions sent to overthrow the Red Emperor have already reached Central City. The Lin Family is about to win."

The girl's eyes were clouded with confusion.

She felt the warmth of the embrace around her and looked out the window. The cold wind howled, and a