A moonless night.
The stars were dying.
Reinhardt tilted his head back, gazing at the distant sky.
Born in the poorest rural town in Lanshi Province, he had heard time and again of the Radiant Empire's grandeur and the Imperial City's splendor.
Before becoming a Knight.
Reinhardt had been utterly convinced that this world was nothing more than a Middle Ages Empire with Extraordinary Power—a place of low productivity, backward and barren.
He believed that with his system and his own grueling efforts, he would one day stand at the pinnacle of the world.
But when he truly stood upon the magnificent battlefields of the Empire's territory,
he finally understood.
He understood just what a colossus this Human Empire, standing firm in the Dark World, truly was—!
Tens of thousands of Dao Mark Teleportation Gates, like fiery meteors, tore through the pitch-black night, weaving a dense, impenetrable grid that completely obscured the distant sky!
