Mazak slowly walked until he was level with Fang Hong, facing the dragon together. He lifted the sword in his hand, and the black smoke dispersing from the giant dragon was suddenly blown back as if fearing the sword greatly.
Fang Hong watched the scene with some curiosity.
He certainly knew that Eteliria wasn't created because of the Invoker's arrival; this world had its own long history. Several continents floated above the Cloud Sea, there were nations and peoples as well as ancient legends, with countless age-old stories and myths passed down around the bright campfires.
