In the boundless starry sky, a man with sword-like brows and star-bright eyes, holding a dazzling Golden Sword, stood in the void.
He raised his head and gazed up at the endlessly rotating black vortex in the sky, as if something up there was drawing him in.
At this moment.
A man clad in Battle Armor appeared out of thin air behind him, likewise focusing intently on the sky.
If any member of the Winged Race were here right now, they would definitely be shocked and awed by the three pairs of holy Feather Wings behind this man.
Next came an equally Battle Armor–clad, yet incomparably heroic and stunning woman.
She also appeared without the slightest warning out of thin air behind that white-robed man.
But that was not the end.
As this man and woman appeared one after another—
More and more people began to appear in this boundless universe far from the Rafam Continent, one after another.
In just a short while.
