The Dawn Tower.
Tower 1, floor 66.
Inside the luxurious apartment that occupied the entire floor, a girl stood with her hands behind her back. She wore a pink, lightly lace-trimmed gown and a snow-white fur jacket. Whatever animal its fur came from, a glance was enough to tell that it cost a fortune.
Chu You'an gazed down over the entire Dawn Tower complex with her obsidian-black eyes.
In terms of area, the Dawn Tower was the smallest of the Five Great Powers. Its remaining population numbered only ten million.
The 306 gray towers seemed haphazardly arranged, but a hidden pattern governed their orderly placement across the land. The red, gemlike objects atop their spires seemed to faintly connect into a grid that enveloped the Dawn Tower.
Chu You'an removed her broad, soft, lace-draped hat and walked over to her desk. Out of habit, she put on a pair of nonprescription glasses and picked up a document.
After the Crimson Training Camp had ended unexpectedly, she, the Dawn Tower's little princess, had naturally returned home.
But rather than becoming a combat-oriented Awakened, she had immersed herself in research, exploring the stretch of history that did not belong to humanity.
It was not that she did not want to explore human history. She could not.
It was not just her. Whenever any researcher at the Dawn Tower tried to explore that period of history, a voice would arise in their mind, blocking them and making them abandon the idea.
No one could resist it.
Thus, Chu You'an could only turn her attention to the ages that did not belong to humanity.
Recently, her research team had made a new discovery-the tomb of a Demigod who worshipped the Goddess of Gloom.
After overcoming countless hardships to open the tomb, they had discovered