Eastern Earthshaking Continent, Falling Star Valley.
Among the locations the Player Faction had explored and discovered on Earthshaking Continent, this was a rare place of scenic beauty.
Mountains surrounded the valley on all sides, their peaks forming screens that shut out the clamor of the outside world and the wars between civilizations.
The night breeze passed through the gorge, carrying the fragrance of unnamed flowers and brushing over the Glowgrass carpeting the hills.
The low vegetation shone faint blue beneath the moonlight, rippling in the wind.
Farther away, a waterfall cascaded down a hundred-meter cliff, plunging into a deep pool and rising as billowing mist.
Under the moonlight, the mist formed a faint rainbow that lingered above the pool.
At the center of the valley lay a naturally formed Mirror Lake.
Its surface was perfectly still, reflecting a sky full of stars.
Occasionally, a night bird skimmed past, drawing a ripple across the water and scattering the reflected starlight into countless shimmering points.
The entire scene seemed like a dream, a treasure forgotten by "war."
Yet a series of fierce collisions shattered that tranquility, their sounds carrying far through the quiet night.
The view shifted to the woods in the east, where a fierce battle was underway.
Three enormous Fangtooth Beasts lunged and snapped. Black-brown scales covered their bodies, their sharp fangs protruded, and their eyes were vicious. Their pounding limbs tore great clumps of earth from the grass, while their roars shook specks of pollen from the surrounding luminous flowers and plants.
Broken Star stood at the very front of the party, wearing what players called the ancestral "black cloth shirt." His back was straight as a pine, faint Crimson Gang Qi burned around him, and fierce Battle Intent shone in his eyes.
Facing the Fangtooth Beasts' ferocious lunges,