Dusk Watchman

Five hundred years have passed since Ragnarok. The remaining roots of the World Tree pierced the sky like giant bones, and the once glorious civilization became a wasteland under the cold winter. The black dragon Nidhogg is dormant in the abyss, waiting for the next round of "purification". In the extremely cold mining town "Black Rock Abyss", the seventeen-year-old mixed-race slave Hermo and his mother were struggling to survive hard labor. Until a plunder of artifact embryos detonated a centuries-old secret fire in the camp. Massacre came, and my mother died tragically under the collapsed rocks. In extreme despair, the silent ancient blood in Hermo's body burst into violence, and the dark golden vertical pupils tore through the night. He was involved in the fatal game between the human elite and the giant king's court, and became the key container of the prophesied "three world-destroying artifacts". This was an expedition that we knew we couldn't do. From a humble mining slave to a chess player, from the winter wasteland to the forbidden land of elves. When the gears of fate bite again, and when the swords of allies point at each other, the young man who once vowed to "walk to the place of light" will split this long night with his bloody bone blade and unyielding soul. "If the gods are dead, it is up to us to rebuild the era from ashes."