The Holy Niel Mountains.
Along the ridgeline, ancient runic defenses were still faintly visible. They gave off a sacred glow that kept the aura of death from the Right Continent at bay.
Layer upon layer of peaks rose in rugged majesty.
For centuries, this line of defense had been the living's refuge.
Now, two figures stood side by side on a high cliff midway through the mountains, one tall and one short.
They had come from the Left Continent, sent by its two great empires. Both were Legendary Realm beings—and not just any Legendary Realm beings, but Destiny Rank Legendaries, surpassed only by Immortal Ones.
One was a gaunt-faced human in a silver-white chainmail shirt, with prominent cheekbones.
The other was a Dwarf, nearly as broad in the shoulders as he was tall and barely reaching the human's waist. A warhammer taller than himself rested across his shoulder, while his thick beard was bound into two braids with gold rings that clinked in the wind.
Taweina and Breniyue.
Though the two empires had their rivalries, years of cooperation against Necroxus had left them on close terms overall. Their Destiny Rank Legendaries had often fought alongside one another more than once and knew each other well.
They had come to learn how the battle was going between Necroxus and the empire from another Material World.
So they had traveled here together.
Keeping their distance, they watched the battle unfold from the Holy Niel Mountains.
With the senses of Destiny Rank Legendaries, they could still take in everything from this far away.
"Sacred Aura... This empire really is powerful."
"Such fine equipment, and the quality of its soldiers is almost unbelievable."
The human spoke under his breath.
From the shouts of soldiers on the battlefield, they had learned the empire's name.
Sacred