The first star that passed away extinguished two thousand years ago.
Four hundred years later, the mysterious Calamity of Heavenly Fall destroyed the civilization of the previous era, returning thriving cultures to ignorance.
Since then, stars gradually vanished, the Firmament grew dark and dim, and a new civilization rose from the starless wilderness, flourishing once more.
Yet, what accompanied this were war, death, destruction, and hatred.
The flames once aimed at the Firmament were used to slaughter the people of enemy nations, and the raining clouds once engineered to alter deserts were turned into floods that engulfed the land.
Humans once again began to kill each other for wealth and power... but no one looked up at the sky.
They lost the Guidance of the stars Above the Sky, forgetting the awe of gazing upon the Milky Way.
They were all prisoners.
One thousand six hundred years after the Calamity of Heavenly Fall, a young child awakened memories of his past life.
He wanted to break the Cage, to throw off the shackles.
He wanted to become a star.
To return to Above the Sky.
"I don't care about how the people of this world live, whether they're well-fed or not, whether they can dress warmly or live comfortably, whether they have dreams or hopes. I don't care about their loves and hates."
"I just want to go Above the Sky."
——Ian.

Upon hearing Marquis Barton's words, Ian was initially puzzled, as he didn't quite understand what the 'beast tide' referred to.


But soon, he grasped the meaning behind the other's words and widened his eyes: "You mean to say, the demons have taken control of those magical beast tribes in the abyssal pits?"


[That's right, not control, but all those magical beast tribes have gone mad]


Marquis Barton's words made Ian furrow his brow.


The Golden Plains were the result of a mantle magma surge on Terra Continent during the Calamity of Heavenly Fall, which would have turned into a dark rock event had it not been suppressed by the Sublimators of that era. Therefore, this place has numerous rare metal veins and quite a few special magical beast tribes that rely on these veins.


Chapter 1540 - Chapter 279: Iron, Demons, and Sublimators