Eternal Tower: Atreia Era

The east gate of the Fortress of Light has long been turned into a battlefield.

Hundreds of scaled beasts, led by the warriors of the dragon race of Drakhan, frantically attacked the fortress's defensive barrier. Their jet-black scales gleamed coldly in the sunlight, and their sharp claws and fangs tore at the barrier with a deafening roar. The golden light of the barrier flickered and rippled, gradually dimming under the beasts' frenzied onslaught.

On the city walls, the Celestial Guardians stood in formation, their spears of light firing in unison, and beams of golden ethereal light pouring down, piercing the bodies of the scaled beasts. Blood splattered everywhere, and roars, screams, the clash of weapons, and the explosions of ethereal light mingled together, echoing across the sky.

Cecil arrived at the battlefield first, his white wings unfurling as he hovered in mid-air. A several-meter-long greatsword of luminous ether materialized in his hand. Looking down from his vantage point, his eyes were cold: "All defenders, launch a full-scale attack! Annihilate the dragon beasts and defend the fortress!"

At a command, the Celestial Guardians leaped down from the city walls and plunged into the horde of beasts. The light ether clashed with the dark power of the dragons, unleashing a dazzling light.

Cecil wielded the Aether Greatsword, its blade flashing across the battlefield. With each swing, swarms of Scaled Claw Beasts were slain. The Radiant Aether purified the dragons' corrupt power, making him unstoppable. However, the dragons' numbers this time far exceeded those of previous attacks. Several Drakhan warriors, standing two meters tall, clad in heavy black armor and wielding massive axes, were also present. These were the dragons' elite forces, far stronger than the Scaled Claw Beasts, and they clashed fiercely with the Celestial Guardians. For a time, the battlefield was locked in a stalemate.

Lynn ran wildly to the East Gate, where the horrific scene before him immediately came into view.

The ground was littered with the corpses of scaled beasts and the blood of the Celestial Guardians. The city walls were covered in wounds, and several wounded guardians leaned against the walls, gritting their teeth and continuing to fight. Their etheric power was constantly being depleted, and their breaths were growing weaker and weaker.

Taking advantage of a Celestial Guardian's momentary lapse in attention, a Scaled Claw Beast pounced from the side, its sharp claws aimed straight for the back of the guardian.

"Be careful!"

Lynn's pupils contracted sharply. Without thinking, he immediately followed Cecil's method of condensing ether, gathering all the ether power in his body into his palm and shoving it fiercely towards the Scaleclaw Beast.

A faint yet incredibly concentrated golden beam shot from his palm, striking the scaled-claw beast's head with pinpoint accuracy. This was Lynn's first real combat experience; the fully unleashed ether beam, though not particularly powerful, had precisely struck the scaled-claw beast's vitals.

The Scaled Claw Beast let out a mournful roar, its movements faltering for a moment. The Celestial Guardian reacted, turned around, and swung his sword, instantly killing it.

"Thank you, young man!" The guardian turned around, nodded his thanks to Lynn, and then charged back into the battlefield.

Lynn clenched his fists, feeling the etheric power flowing through his body, and without the slightest hesitation, he rushed into the battlefield.

He lacked powerful combat skills and unparalleled techniques, relying solely on his superhuman speed and strength, along with the newly learned basic Aether Beam technique, to contend with the Scaleclaw Beasts around him.

His goal was clear: to target injured or lone Scaleclaw Beasts. With each attack, he would concentrate all his ether into a single point and precisely strike the Scaleclaw Beast's eyes, head, and other vital parts.

Despite being weak, he still managed to kill two Scaled Claw Beasts in succession thanks to his ruthlessness.

But the ferocity of the dragon beasts far exceeded his imagination. As soon as one scaled beast was killed, another pounced on him. The stench hit him, and the sharp claws whistled through the air as they attacked him again and again.

Lynn used his agility to dodge, but ultimately lacked combat experience. In a moment of carelessness, he was struck on the shoulder by the scaled beast's claws, instantly drawing a deep wound from which blood gushed out.

A sharp pain shot through him, and Lynn groaned, staggering as the Scaled Claw Beast seized the opportunity to roar and pounce, its fangs bared, ready to devour him whole.

At this critical moment, a dark purple beam of light struck, piercing precisely through the scaled beast's head.

The scaled beast's movements came to an abrupt halt, its massive body collapsing heavily in front of Lynn, lifeless.

Lynn turned his head and saw the demon boy Kairo, who was hovering in mid-air, his black wings fluttering lightly, and the light of shadow ether still lingering in his hands.

Kailo glanced at him coldly, his tone full of disdain: "A newbie is a newbie. You can't even handle a Scaled Claw Beast, yet you dare to come to the battlefield to die."

Despite uttering sarcastic remarks, Kylo did not leave. The dark ether around him transformed into sharp wind blades, slaying all the scaled beasts that approached Lynn and clearing away the surrounding threats.

Lynn clutched his wounded shoulder, watching Carol's retreating figure, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

The Celestials say the Demons are their enemies, yet at this moment, it was this young demon who saved him twice.

"Don't stand there! Clench your fists if you don't want to die! The dragons won't show mercy just because you're a newbie!" Kylo's voice came, tinged with impatience. He then moved and charged into the battle of the Drakhan warriors. The shadow ether clashed fiercely with the dark power of the dragons. The moves were sharp and ruthless, each strike aimed at a vital point, demonstrating their formidable strength.

Lynn took a deep breath, suppressing the distracting thoughts in his mind, and stopped thinking about the feud between the Heavenly Demon and the Heavenly Demon.

At this moment, they have only one common enemy—the dragons!

He gritted his teeth, ignoring the excruciating pain in his shoulder, and once again mobilized the etheric power within his body. Although the wound continued to bleed, with each kill of the scaled beast, his combat experience grew richer, and his control over the ether became more and more proficient.

He gradually found his rhythm in the battle, no longer simply dodging, but learning to use the opponent's force against them, condensing the power of ether at his fingertips, turning it into a sharp blade of light, and precisely slicing the throat of the scaled beast.

Blood stained his clothes, some from the scaled beasts and some from his own, but his eyes grew ever more resolute. Every move he made was fueled by the fury of revenge and the conviction to protect.

On the battlefield, Cecil also noticed Lynn's figure. He was shocked to see him join the battle despite the danger, but he was entangled by two Drakhan warriors and could not get away to protect him. He could only be anxious in his heart. At the same time, he became more and more fierce and quickly cleared out the dragon forces around him.

Kylo, ​​seemingly aloof and cold, was always unknowingly protecting Lynn's flank. Whenever a dragon or ferocious beast tried to ambush Lynn, he would kill it in advance.

This demon youth has his own bottom line. The dragon race is the common enemy of Atreia. Even if the opponent is a rookie from the Celestial race, he must never let the dragon race succeed.

The battle lasted for a full hour. With the help of the fortress's barrier and their numerical advantage, the Celestial Guardians gradually gained the upper hand. Most of the Dragon Claw Beasts were killed or wounded, and the remaining Dragon Clan forces gradually collapsed. Led by the Drakhan warriors, they began to retreat towards the wasteland.

"Trying to run? Leave your life behind!"

Cecil roared and, wielding the Greatsword of Light Aether, leaped into the fray. The Celestial Guardians followed, determined to annihilate the remaining dragons.

But at that moment, a deafening dragon roar suddenly came from the distant wasteland. An extremely violent and powerful aura swept across the entire battlefield, making everyone breathless.

"It's a dragon general! Run! Don't pursue!" Kairo's expression changed drastically, and he immediately shouted a warning.

Cecil paused, sensing the powerful aura far surpassing that of everyone present, and immediately ordered: "All garrison troops retreat to the fortress and reinforce the barrier!"

The Celestial Guardians immediately withdrew, and the fortress barrier shone brightly once more, firmly protecting the entire East Gate.

On the desolate plain, a huge black shadow stood tall. It was a being who was half human and half dragon, wearing heavy black dragon scale armor. He exuded a suffocating pressure and was none other than the high-ranking general of the dragon race - the Dragonman General!

It glanced coldly at the Fortress of Light, its eyes filled with bloodlust and ferocity, but it did not attack rashly. Instead, it led the remaining dragons and slowly retreated into the depths of the wasteland.

A fierce battle to defend the fortress has finally come to an end.

The battlefield was littered with debris and corpses. The Celestial Guardians suffered heavy casualties, with many lying in pools of blood, barely breathing.

Lynn slumped to the ground, panting heavily. The wound on his shoulder was excruciatingly painful, and he was covered in blood. His strength and etheric power were almost exhausted, but his eyes remained bright.

In this battle, he personally killed seven Scaled Claw Beasts. In the face of life and death, he completely stabilized his newly awakened Ether Bloodline, and his strength achieved a qualitative leap.

Kylo landed beside him, his black wings folded, and his body was stained with some blood, but he still stood tall and straight. He glanced at Lynn's wound and casually tossed him a bottle of black potion: "Healing potion, it can speed up the healing. Don't die here and delay my return to report."

Having said that, without waiting for Lynn to speak, he spread his black wings, leaped out of the fortress, and disappeared into the night of the wasteland without leaving a trace.

Lynn looked at the potion in his hand, then gazed in the direction where Carol had disappeared, his doubts growing stronger.

The demon race is not as heinous as the celestial race claims.

The civil war that led to the collapse of the Tower of Eternity may indeed be hiding a secret.

At that moment, Cecil strode over, and upon seeing Lynn's wounds, his expression changed. He immediately took out a Celestial Healing Potion and began treating Lynn's wounds: "Who gave you permission to rush into the battlefield without authorization? What would have happened if something had gone wrong!"

His tone was full of reproach, but also concealed deep concern.

Lynn gripped the demon potion in his hand, making no mention of Kylo's help, but simply said softly, "I am a guardian, protecting the fortress and fighting against the dragons is my mission."

Looking at the determined light in the boy's eyes, Cecil's reproach vanished instantly, replaced by a sense of relief.

"Good, a good mission." Cecil nodded. "Your courage is worthy of the title of Guardian. After you have healed, come with me to the Teleportation Hall and to Elysium. I believe that there you will become a truly powerful Guardian."

As night deepened, the Fortress of Light was immersed in the solemnity and sorrow of the post-war era. The wounded and injured guardians were properly taken care of, the barrier was reinforced, and the garrison remained on high alert to prevent the dragons from attacking again.

Lynn sat atop the city wall, gazing towards the celestial realm, then at the Shadowlands where the demon realm resided, before finally settling his gaze on the desolate wasteland where the dragons had retreated.

The grudges between the three factions—Tianmolong, Tianmolong, and Tianmolong—are deeply rooted, and the flames of war have never ceased.

He had barely embarked on this path when he found himself at the heart of this unprecedented conflict.

He clenched his fists, and the etheric power within his body began to flow slowly again. His wounds gradually healed under the effects of the medicine, and his strength continued to recover.

Tomorrow, I will head to the Heavenly Paradise to begin my true guardian training.

The road ahead is filled with war and danger, but he is fearless.

Revenge, protection, and the search for the truth.

His legend has only just begun.