A strand of blazing light illuminated the dark depths of the snowfield.
The giant wall crumbled.
Mithril poured down like a waterfall, tens of thousands of tons of red silver crystals scattered around like crimson waves after a colossal crash.
More than three hundred people all looked up at this magnificent scene.
The ancient coffin, hanging high on the other side of the giant wall, fell down with the ground-shaking wave.
"Boom——"
A deafening noise.
They realized that they were no longer in darkness.
Instead, they had arrived in a vast wilderness.
Countless grass blades flowed in the wind, and the air was still filled with the scent of rust... They lifted their heads, they looked up, they saw a giant Throne.
...
...
This was not actually a complicated matter.
