The Queen's Eyes, an artifact of unimaginable power that had shaped the destiny of empires and toppled the mightiest of warriors.Long ago, approximately a thousand years ago when legends still walked the earth, the Queen's Eye Artifact was obtained by the Sword King after undergoing numerous deadly battles against experts from the Magus World on the western edge of the Silver Filtering Continent. All for one object, the ancient artifact left behind by the Dragon Clan whose power could reshape reality itself. The battles had been fierce, lasting for three seasons, and the earth still bore scars from those supernatural conflicts.The Sword King won the Dragon Clan artifact and also obtained the Queen's Eye bonus, a prize that would cement his legend for millennia. The artifact was shaped like an eye, about the size of an adult's fist, perfectly round and unnaturally smooth. Its crimson color made it look like a ruby, rich and cloudy in hue, with depths that seemed to shift and move whe

"Soon its power will fade! Then I will face death!" Guo Jiang grumbled in his mind, his thoughts dark with approaching doom.The voice sounded again, softer now and almost pleading. "I have an idea that might save us both. You shouldn't be angry with me, young master. A thousand years without a master, of course no one has supplied me with spiritual energy!" The voice of the woman who had been arrogant earlier now softened, losing its sharp edge."Then what? Tell me quickly before we both die!" Guo Jiang's mental voice cracked with urgency. "Remember, if I die, everything in my ring and all my possessions will be destroyed! I have cast spells and incantations in anticipation of my death in this war!" Guo Jiang threatened the spirit, playing his final card."No! Even if only this spirit remains, I don't want to die, to fade into nothingness after enduring for so long! Listen to my words, then follow my request!" Her voice carried genuine fear for the first time.So, the spirit asked Gu

It felt very strange to walk among piles of thousands of corpses, which left no room for the living to step on the ground that was once called Field of Hope. The smell of dried blood and decomposing human bodies filled the air in Savannah, thick enough to taste on the tongue like copper and rot mixed together. The stench clung to clothing and skin, a reminder that would not wash away easily.The smoke from the remnants of the giant fireballs released by the weapons of mass destruction is still visible in the killing field. Everything is mixed with the smell of human bodies that have begun to decay due to the war, creating a miasma that made even hardened warriors cover their faces. The acrid scent of burned flesh mingled with the sweet sickness of decomposition, painting the air with the colors of death.There were so many corpses scattered around that the scavenger birds, such as vultures and crows, seemed to have lost their appetite for human flesh. They merely circled the sky, thei

The boy did not respond with words, overwhelmed by all that had happened. He simply bowed his head in silence toward Guo Jiang, the gesture speaking volumes that voice could not convey.Guo Jiang let out a long sigh after the boy disappeared, taken away by Vellenor medical personnel to be treated alongside the prisoners of war in a special camp. The weight of war pressed down on him like a physical burden, and he wondered how many more such scenes he would witness before the day ended.Guo Jiang arrived at the black tent where the Fey gathered, its dark fabric billowing gently in the breeze. The sound of wailing and crying was heartbreaking when Guo Jiang arrived there, the grief palpable enough to touch. All the Fey races were mourning the lifeless body, covered in black cloth embroidered with gold symbols that only the Fey could understand, ancient runes of passage and honor.Milla's face looked very beautiful and peaceful in her eternal sleep, unmarred by the violence that had clai

"Alright, as you wish," Guo Jiang then raised his hand toward the darkening sky. He tossed the papyrus scroll into the air where it hung suspended, defying gravity through magical force.Guo Jiang waved his hand while reciting the liberation spell in the ancient tongue of power. His voice carried across the field, reaching every Orc ear with crystal clarity."With this, I, Guo Jiang, as the Enchanter of Vellenor, a position holding authority over the ancient curse of the Orcs from thousands of years ago. I hereby release all these Orcs from the ancient curse that has bound them for thousands of years, chains forged by those long dead! I free them from the suffering they have endured in this mortal world." Guo Jiang paused for a moment, as the world seemed to come to a standstill, not even the sounds of crows or vultures could be heard.The very air held its breath, waiting for what would come next. Magic crackled invisibly, building like a storm about to break.Guo Jiang took a deep b