In the autumn of the year 3721 of the Eternal Night Calendar, a red meteor tore through the sky and crashed into the dark mountains on the southern border of the Eastern Wasteland Continent. Wherever the meteorite fell, an eternal fire ignited in a radius of hundreds of miles. The vegetation turned to ashes and the mountains and rocks became molten. It lasted seven days and seven nights before it was extinguished.
When the last bit of Mars fell silent, a bottomless pit appeared in the center of the mountain range. At the bottom of the pit, a crystal that was neither gold nor jade and covered with strange lines was floating quietly, with a faint cyan halo flowing on its surface, as if it was breathing in a deep sleep.
On the outskirts of the mountain range, three figures stood in the void, with the power of law flowing in their clothes.
"It's a divine object from the heavens." The white-bearded old man in the middle had his eyes flashing. "The aura carried by this object is very similar to the 'Lingshu' recorded in ancient books."
"When the Lingshu appears, the world will change." The green-robed woman on the left said in a cold voice, "I just don't know whether this is a blessing or a curse."
The iron-tower-like black-armored man on the right said solemnly: "The gods have spirits, and they choose their own masters. You and I cannot force it."
The three of them looked at each other and took action at the same time. Three law chains of different colors wrapped around the crystal. However, the moment it was touched, the crystal suddenly erupted with dazzling green light, and the chain of laws broke inch by inch.
"Not good!"
With a loud bang, the crystal turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.
