The darkness that can’t be dispelled by light
Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
In this world, there was a name called Shadow Hand.
Perhaps for the mercenaries and mages under level 7, they didn't understand what this name meant.
The world was much bigger than what the low-level and mid-level people could imagine.
Only those existences above level 7 or had a lofty status knew of this name.
The name was guarded so heavily that even these people could only pick up on a few clues about it.
The people in the world would be shocked if they truly understood the meaning of the name and the truth behind the shadows.
Perhaps it was a mercy for most people that they lacked the logic and ability to put things together in the big picture.
In the Elf Clan's Silver Moon Forest, the silver-haired and silver-bearded old elf gazed at the lake that was as tranquil as a mirror with his deep and turbid eyes.
In the reflection of Silver Moon Forest in the lake, a gloomy shadow seemed to have appeared.