In the dim night sky, a faint crescent moon hangs above.

Under the night sky, on the vast grassland, stands a gray tower.

The walls of the tower are cracked and old, and its top has long collapsed, leaving only a huge hole.

The dim moonlight shines through the hole and reflects in the center of the tower.

Standing there is a golden-haired girl in a gray robe. The girl has a symmetrical figure and beautiful features, but her fair and lovely face is covered with dust and dirt. She looks up at the crescent moon in the sky, then immediately bends down and uses her fingers to draw something on the ground.

"The summoning magic circle is almost complete," the girl murmurs to herself, looking at the ground.

On the huge, gray and white stone floor beneath her, a large purple pentagram pattern appears, with various strange characters written at the corners and center of the pattern. Judging from the complexity of the pattern, this is undoubtedly a special magic circle.

"Miss Alice, how much longer until your magic circle is complete?" In the tower, apart from the girl, there is also a swordsman in silver armor. He holds a long sword, and both his armor and sword are stained with blood, as if he has just experienced a brutal and intense battle. He anxiously asks the girl. From his words, it can be inferred that the girl's name is Alice.

"The circle has been drawn. But I still need three minutes to complete the spell," Alice says, walking to the center of the circle. "So..."

"Ah!" "Ah!"

Suddenly, two screams of humans come from below the tower, followed by the sound of metal colliding outside the tower.

"Damn it! These damn orcs!" The swordsman curses upon hearing the noise. He runs towards the tower gate with his sword and tells Alice at the same time, "Miss Alice, I will hold off the orcs outside! I trust you with the rest. You must successfully cast the spell, summon the savior, and rescue the princess they captured from those wretched orcs!"

"I understand. Please don't worry," Alice says with a resolute voice.

As the swordsman leaves, Alice's gaze focuses on the middle finger of her right hand, which is adorned with a ring set with a green gemstone. Faint red and white glimmers can be seen intertwining on the gemstone.

She places the ring on her lips and gently kisses it, then says, like a prayer:

"The Savior's Ring of Legends, the heirloom of our family. I entrust everything to you. Please help me summon the legendary savior and rescue the princess from the hands of the orcs."

Alice prays with devout and solemn expression, filled with hope and belief to save the princess.

After finishing her words, she puts her index finger of her left hand in her mouth, gently bites it, and then places her fingertip on the ring. A drop of blood drips onto the gemstone, immediately sinking into it. The green gem becomes increasingly chaotic, turning reddish and dark, ultimately transforming into a deep red color that cannot be described with words, giving a sense of endless emptiness.

"The color is about right," Alice says as she takes off the ring and places it in the center of the magic circle.

"Ah!" "Roar!" At this moment, two screams come from outside the tower, one human, and the other resembling a strange beast.

Alice doesn't pay attention to them. She takes a deep breath and stands in the center of the magic circle, her hand pointing towards the ring at the center of the circle.

"The savior, heed my sigh, heed my prayer, heed my wish. May the three days and three levels of endless void, break through the illusion, break through the maze, and reveal..." The girl chants the spell in a melodic voice. As she incants, the purple magic circle suddenly begins to flicker, radiating a purple light.

Inside the circle, the deep red gem on the ring also starts to melt, turning into a crimson liquid that slowly seeps into the patterns of the entire magic circle like flowing water.

The purple magic circle gradually turns into a deep red color, and the purple light becomes a strange crimson glow.

"May the savior descend upon this world!"

As Alice loudly finishes chanting the last section of the spell, the original red color of the magic circle changes again. Rainbow colors intertwine within the entire circle, as if a kaleidoscope with infinite variations of colors."Hoo hoo..." A sound of rushing air came to Alice's ears. She found that the colors in front of her suddenly converged into a dazzling white light.

Alice was instantly blinded by the brightness and couldn't open her eyes.

After a few seconds, as the light dissipated, Alice knew that her summoning spell should have ended.

She immediately opened her eyes, eager to confirm the result of her spell.

She hoped that the legendary savior would be standing in front of her now.

"But..." However, when Alice opened her eyes, she saw that there was nothing on the magic circle.

The purple magic circle had turned into a charred black color, and the savior's ring in the center of the circle was nowhere to be found.

In other words, Alice had used up the savior's ring without summoning anything.

"No... It can't be... Why did it fail..." Alice couldn't help but exclaim, her face filled with disappointment.

This was her last hope, the only chance to rescue the princess from the hands of the orcs, but she had failed.

At that moment, she suddenly remembered something an distant relative had said in the past:

"The so-called savior's ring is just a myth, it's fake. After all, according to rumors, this ring is a one-time consumable and can't distinguish between real and fake. Moreover, if there really was a savior, humans wouldn't be living such a difficult life."

Could it be that the savior's ring was just a false legend?

That would mean that all hope...

"Ah!"

Just as misfortunes never come alone, at that moment Alice heard a cry of distress, but this time the sound was very close.

Suddenly, Alice saw four humanoid monsters rushing into the tower.

They all had fierce and evil appearances, with sharp teeth and ashen, rough skin. They were strong and taller than ordinary humans, and they all held weapons of various kinds, including giant axes, hammers, and chained blades. Their weapons were mostly stained with blood, undoubtedly the blood of the humans they had killed.

"Orcs..." Alice saw the intruders and although the words barely escaped her mouth, her eyes showed endless anger.

"Fire spirit, obey my command..." The girl extended her hands towards the humanoid creatures in front of her, reciting something, and a red hexagram magic circle appeared in front of her delicate hands.

"Whoosh!"

But at that moment, a chain suddenly swept toward Alice, hitting her body squarely.

The violent impact interrupted the girl's spellcasting and sent her crashing into the wall.

"Cough cough cough..." Due to the heavy blow, Alice couldn't help but cough violently, coughing up some blood-streaked mucus.

Her thigh was also cut by the sharp blades on the chain, and her flowing blood stained her black stockings.

However, she still endured the pain and stood up, glaring at the orcs in front of her with raging fury.

"Roar roar roar..." As the orcs saw Alice's miserable state, they burst into eerie laughter.

Their crimson eyes stared directly at the girl before them, observing her torn clothes from the previous blow, and even swept over her slightly raised chest, revealing a hint of lasciviousness.

Looking into their eyes, Alice, who had been filled with hatred and anger, suddenly felt a trace of fear in her heart.

"We're leaving this female human to you." One of the orcs with a scar on his face suddenly spoke in a deep voice to the other orcs, "Do whatever you want."

"Roar roar roar..." The other orcs let out unpleasant lewd laughter. The rough skin on their faces twisted into an extremely ugly appearance due to their smiles.

And like predators stalking their prey, they slowly approached the trembling Alice cowering in the corner, and eventually stepped into the pitch-black magic circle.

Alice closed her eyes, feeling fear creeping in. She knew that she was destined to be unable to escape the clutches of these orcs. She had also heard about the fate of other girls who had fallen into the hands of the orcs. At that moment, her left hand reached into her pocket where a dagger was kept.She held the dagger tightly in her hand, but she did not intend to end her life to escape humiliation. She wanted to avenge her human comrades who had died, even if she would endure the humiliation from these orcs next, but she would also use this dagger to deliver her final blow.

"This is..."

But at that moment, the orcs in front of her suddenly exclaimed, and to her astonishment, Alice also found that the black magic circle on the ground was emitting colors once again.

It was a black radiance. Normally, black does not have radiance, but this black had a strangely eerie color.

Soon, the entire area above the magic circle was shrouded in black radiance.

And those orcs standing at the edge of the magic circle also felt a hint of fear, and they all took a few steps back.

"Has another magic circle been activated again?"

Watching the scene before her, Alice couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, and a new hope surged in her heart.

The next moment, the radiance of the magic circle suddenly dissipated into nothingness.

Alice then saw faintly the figure of a person within the magic circle. It was a black-haired young man.

"Savior... the savior?" Alice couldn't help but mutter, her heart filled with anticipation.

And the orcs, seeing the sudden appearance of a human, thought he was an enemy and all raised their weapons and rushed forward.

But the man simply whispered and lightly flicked his fingers. Following that, fear appeared on the faces of the orcs.

They retreated in fear, they roared in terror, they scattered in panic.

Within the tower, only Alice and the man remained.

Alice looked at him, reminiscing about what had just happened in an instant.

Could this be the power of the savior! Merely flicking his fingers made those monsters flee in fear.

If she relied on this power, she could surely save the princess...

The flame of hope burned hotter and stronger in Alice's heart.

But it only lasted for a moment.

Because Alice suddenly saw something on the youth's body.

That thing turned her hope in her heart into endless despair in an instant.

A pair of jet-black wings spread behind the man, and black feathers danced in the air.

Alice recalled a legend in this continent.

A thousand years ago, there was a catastrophe in this world, and almost the entire human, elf, and dwarf races became slaves of a certain race.

That race was called the demons.

And among the demons, those who possessed the pitch-black wings were high-ranking individuals within the demon tribe.