In the Capital's sky, wind and thunder intertwined like dual dragons, tearing the firmament apart, sweeping through the heavens.
Through the endless expanse of cloud heaven, extraordinary celestial phenomena fleetingly appeared, and in that illusion, the ancient tomb once again emerged, its Throne suspended high, as if it were the Tomb's Nemesis, commanding an irrefutable force.
In a moment, the King's Path surged powerfully, heavenly might descended like a prison, sending shivers of terror in all directions.
"Primordial King... It's truly the Primordial King; after that Magic Council, the Primordial King vanished without a trace, and now, at last, he reappears in the world."
"The new Emperor, who emerged only thirty-three years ago, has been lying dormant for a long time. He is no longer what he was. With such majesty, he seems even more fearsome than that person from the past."