Under the blazing sun, the clouds dispersed, and the fierce winds subsided. On the cliff, Jano held the severed head of theHawkmen envoy in his hand. He turned to face his trembling tribespeople below, a grim smile forming on his lips.


    "My people, do you remember the great war theHawkmen kingdom summons every ten years?"


    "Every time they call for us, our fathers and grandfathers rarely return. Eagle''s Nest Peak has been languishing for so long, nearly facing extinction several times!"


    "They treat us like we''re nothing!"


    These words ignited a fire in the hearts of the Hawkmen. Their fear melted away, replaced by a burning hatred.


    Jano, seeing their resolve hardening, nodded inwardly. He raised his voice again.


    "A blood feud can be avenged, even across nine generations! Today, I have slain their messenger. In the future, when we are stronger, we will march to the Heavenly Mountain and ask theHawkmen king sitting on his throne: Are we truly nothing more than ants?"


    "Are we really ants?"


    "No!"


    "No!"


    "No!"


    The echoing roars of the tribe shook Eagle’s Nest Peak, and the fury of the people was ignited.


    Once the roars subsided, Jano spoke again.


    "From this day forward, we will pack our belongings and migrate."You might be reading a stolen copy. Visit Royal Road for the authentic version.


    "To the east, there is a towering mountain by the sea, rich in resources, beautiful in landscape, and untouched by any other. It will be the birthplace of our resurgence!"


    "Migrate!"


    "Migrate!"


    With these words, the entire Eagle’s Nest Peak tribe, united in purpose, was ready to move forward.


    Three days later:


    The Eagle''s Nest Peak tribe, with their belongings packed, flew east under Jano''s leadership. As they passed over villages with rows of wooden houses below, Jano thought to himself, "One day, I will return here."


    One month later:


    After a long journey, the Eagle''s Nest Peak tribe, led by Jano, finally arrived at the coastal mountain of the Eastern Sea. The sight of the place was just as Jano had described—breathtakingly beautiful, with rich resources that filled the people with joy.


    Flying in the sky, Jano and his tribesmen looked down at the land below. One of theHawkmen warriors, Liang, suddenly exclaimed with joy, "Jano, this mountain will be our new home. You should name it!"


    Jano smiled and nodded in agreement. As he gazed at the towering mountain, images of the grand peaks of his past life filled his mind.


    "This mountain is majestic, grand, and magnificent, like a gift from the heavens. I would have called it Heavenly Mountain, but since that name belongs to theHawkmen royal kingdom, I will add a word—let’s call it Mount Celestia."


    "Mount Celestia, a great name!"


    Though the Hawkmen didn’t fully understand the significance of the name, Jano knew the ambition it represented in his heart.


    As dawn broke, Jano and his people landed near the cliffs. They set to work with their prepared bronze axes, cutting down trees to build wooden huts. Within a month, a village of wooden houses, reminiscent of their old home, had sprung up atop the mountain.


    And so, the Eagle’s Nest Peak tribe began to thrive once more by the Eastern Sea.


    Meanwhile, across the continent of Ferland...


    The Titans and Ancient Dragons had clashed violently, leaving many of their kind slain. Throughout the continent, almost every race had suffered devastating losses. demigods bled, legends fell, and the world descended into chaos.


    Twenty years later...


    By the Eastern Sea.


    The Eagle''s Nest Peak tribe had grown to over a thousand people.


    One day, Jano was practicing on a cliff when suddenly, an enraged shout echoed from the distant western forests.


    "Asuna! Are you really willing to perish with me?"