Elf City, Albion.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
One magic node after another was activated, forming an intricate root system, a giant golden array rose into the sky, like a spear of light piercing through the mortal world's veil, welcoming the arrival of the True God.
Creak...
Under the gaze of tens of thousands of knights and elves in the square, the purple sandalwood door, embossed with intricate golden patterns, slowly opened.
Inside the hall where light and darkness interweave, rose-shaped stained glass windows carved with phoenix birds gleamed with sacred radiance.
Accompanied by the friction of armor plates and solemn footfalls, everyone's vision gradually became clear.
In a blaze of golden light, twelve Round Table Knights lined up in two rows, escorting the verified identity of the Red Dragon's son out of the hall and onto the platform.
