Those Who Care for the People Are the True Great Ones

A speeding train thundered along the Southern Border Crimson Flame Line, racing across the hillsides like lightning and thunder.

With a sudden shriek of brakes, the train began to slow and came to a stop.

"What happened over there?"

"We received an emergency notice from the Crimson Flame Fortress front line. A god battle has broken out in the Crimson Flame Gobi. The highest level of alert has been declared!"

"I heard the respected Federation Representative, Lord Tang, personally acted to seal a celestial pit that had been closed for years. There... there shouldn't be any problem."

Amid the teeth-grinding screech of steel scraping against steel, the train slowly stopped on the tracks.

The train conductors responsible for transporting cargo all stared in shock and terror at the apocalyptic scene in the distance, as though it could swallow heaven and earth.

Several hundred miles away, huge clouds of smoke formed from connected mushroom clouds floated across the sky. They looked like an enormous patch of ragged gray cotton drifting overhead. Violent heat gusts constantly burst out from within, turning into small tornadoes that spread in all directions.

The sun had long since been buried beneath the steadily accumulating gray-black clouds, leaving the world dim.

The vast gobi covered and drowned beneath smoke and dark clouds could no longer be seen clearly. Only the many twisted, broken rail tracks and roadway pipes ahead revealed traces of something deeply unsettling.

"Look!"

A train conductor pressed his face tightly against the sealed window and pointed at two streaks of golden light that suddenly appeared within the distant dark clouds, crying out in alarm.

"Those seem to be golden God Cards. Only the Federation's top Card Gods could possibly possess golden God Cards."

"I saw them. That must be Lord Tang, the genius Card