The War God Continent had enjoyed peace for several hundred years. The geographical positions of the Four Great Empires and the Four Great Academies were remarkably ingenious: each pair of empires was separated by one of the continent's four renowned academies. If two nations wished to wage war, they first had to consider the academy caught between them.
The continent's four renowned academies were ancient powers passed down from antiquity, with profound foundations. Although they possessed no vast armies, even the Four Great Empires dared not underestimate them. After all, the Four Great Empires did not have histories and foundations as long-standing as those of the Four Great Academies.
Of course, thinking that geographical position alone could preserve peace on the continent for several hundred years was nothing but wishful thinking. There were also secret agreements and the interference of peerless experts! Only through all this had the War God Continent been able to maintain its peaceful state.
However, this state of affairs now seemed somewhat unstable. Everything was because of an unfamiliar power—the Dark Tower! Almost no one on the continent knew this name, but when it reached the ears of certain experts, it was enough to make them frown, or even change color!
As for the reason, those in the know kept their mouths tightly shut. Thus, hardly anyone knew that beneath the peace the War God Continent had enjoyed for hundreds of years, undercurrents were already surging.
Everything was because of a power that sounded extremely unfamiliar—the Dark Tower!
For a time, experts throughout the continent—some renowned across the land, others living in seclusion—turned their gazes toward the entire War God Continent.
In the western reaches of the War God Continent, atop a gigantic, entirely purple, crescent-shaped mountain, the mountain wind howled beneath a veiled purple moon.