In the north of the continent.
A god who seemed to have been born of ice and snow walked out of the Far North.
A dark, evil aura wreathed him, and ice and snow swirled around his body, even permeating the surrounding space-time.
His eyes were crimson, his icy expression laden with unimaginable emotions-the curses and resentment of hundreds upon thousands, chaos and an indescribable evil power.
The god's steps seemed slow, each leaving a footprint. Yet each step carried him a thousand miles, and he soon reached the regions inhabited by bronze beings.
His first destination was the northernmost Amit Kingdom.
The Amit Kingdom was a multiracial kingdom. Located in the north, it was home to many cold-resistant northern races.
Northern Dwarves, Ami Elves, and even trolls descended from demons.
But once the god appeared, this once-prosperous multiracial kingdom was reduced entirely to ruins.
In just three months, the god of ice and snow from the north crushed all resistance in the kingdom.
The Amit Kingdom's unique Ice King Knights could not withstand a single blow from the ice and snow dancing at the god's fingertips.
Though the heavily armored troll warriors formed defensive lines, they were all frozen into ice sculptures.
The Elf rangers' arrows could not even come within a hundred feet of the god.
And so the kingdom crumbled, the Royal Capital fell, and the Amit royal clan had no choice but to flee south.
They brought out the treasures the kingdom had accumulated over countless years, pleading with the continent's powerful figures to drive out the evil god!
The kingdom's destruction sent countless refugees southward, and some of them also arrived in the Diriya Kingdom.
In the south of the Diriya Kingdom.
The capital, Obro.
Inside the royal palace.
The old king opened his