Abyss Calendar, year thirty-five.
It was still the same cemetery outside the Imperial City.
Lady Tulisha was laid to rest, and countless wizards who had been secluded in their towers came out. Numerous bone dragons took flight, arriving from all over.
The wizards dressed in solemn black robes, coming to mourn.
Even a highly respected royal wizard stood on high, emotionally reciting a eulogy aloud:
"The current era is the era of humans, not the era of gods."
"But they, one after another, have more humanity than the gods."
"Perhaps no one is born a king."
"....."
"In the end, Lady Tulisha concluded the Golden Era; in the future, we will step into the Legendary Era!"
The sound reverberated throughout the mountains and lands.
Below, countless wizards remained silent.
Even more, some wept bitterly, lamenting the brilliance of the Golden Era.
