บท 1947: Finding His New Identity

On the evening of July 18th, the 932nd year of Black Iron Calendar, in the mountains 200 miles away in the east of Coldwater City, Hicks Peninsula...

With a wuthering sound, a bolt flew over a 50 m high red pine in a valley and struck the people in front of the team who were groping their way and advancing among the rocks on the hillside.

The bolt instantly penetrated through the soft armor in front of that man's chest at lightning speed. Closely after that, the bolt ejected flames that covered that man...

Once being hit by such an inflammable bolt, nobody could survive.

The flames looked very eye-catching in the dark. It brightly lit the space over thousands of square meters in the valley.