A gray-black giant dragon, exuding high temperature and ashes, flapped its wings and looked up at the sky.
Rolling ashes surged into the sky like a torrent, forming boundless clouds that spread across the earthly realm.
Levi's figure appeared.
"As expected of the legendary Dragon Clan."
The sky darkened, shadows enveloping the Earth.
Near the Flaming Mountain, only the colors black, white, and gray were visible, with no other hues.
Levi's expression changed.
"Is this the omen of the Ashen World's arrival, is this the calamity of the Ash Dragon?"
At the same time.
The Ashen World of Ancient Banyan Fairyland.
Windmill Village.
The silver-armored Knight Owens, seated beneath the great windmill, lifted his head, his calm gaze turning joyful.
"Ashen Lord."
