Trip to the Flame Moon
Editor: Atlas Studios
The Grand Imperial Capital Region was vast and seemingly boundless.
Today was the fifth day of the war.
In the northwest border, the human race had built a great wall long ago, separating them from nonhuman races like a giant dragon.
This great wall stretched magnificently from west to north, lying diagonally across the land, its color dark and foreboding.
With the onset of war, all passages in and out were completely sealed. Unless one held a token from a Heavenly King, no one was allowed passage.
As for the territory outside the great wall, it was the territory of the Flame Moon Mystic Heaven Race, but it wasn't the core territory of the Flame Moon Race itself. Instead, it consisted of several regions formed by its affiliated races. After passing through the seven regions, one would reach the core territory of the Flame Moon Race.
The Flame Moon Mystic Heaven Race's territory was really too large.