The wind rises from the sky and dominates the world.
Is the prophecy of the shaman priest true or false? Will the continent, which has been dormant for 90,000 years, reawaken? On the surface everything is calm, but in reality there is an undercurrent.
Hidden families surfaced, and powerful races emerged in full force.
"Linglan may really change. Hanhao." The red lips parted slightly.
"Yes, in troubled times, there are no eggs left unbroken under the overturned nest." The thin lips parted slightly.
The big hand with clear joints firmly grasped the soft little hand and said:
"No matter what, I won't let anyone hurt you at all."
He spoke very softly, but firmly.
"Yeah, me too."