Tonight, I'll Send You on Your Way

"When it comes to resource allocation, all the countries in the world will have to heed the Northern Army's commands," Braydon Neal declared. 

Seizing this opportunity, he could solidify his position.

"After we handle the 8th ruin, I'll be heading to other ruins for the next three years," Braydon announced.

The only way to prevent the aborigines from infiltrating the outside world was through direct confrontation. 

The atmosphere in the living room grew tense as Haven Downing and the others realized Braydon would be going alone. 

Conquering 3,000 ruins solo was his burden to bear.

As starlight bathed the ground and the moon shone brightly in the sky, the 8th bronze door showed signs of activity. 

Chaotic spatial fluctuations emerged before a middle-aged man in red armor stepped out.

"Is this the outside world?" he marveled in his aborigine tongue. "The stars and moon are so beautiful, it's intoxicating."