190 The Wind That Swept Through the Past and the War

Sunny day, the beginning of summer, the beginning of a new dawn.

At the border of the horizon of the northwest plains, there was a faint glow slowly rising under the stars. It then released endless heat of heat across the world. At the same time when the light began to shine, it had also brought up a flash of light across the entire land.

It was not the light of magic or the flame of Combat Aura. Instead, it was some sort of refractive light.

That was the reflected light of heavy armor.