This place seemed like an idyllic sanctuary away from the world's troubles, except for the occasional brutal roars of the monsters around. After casting a glance at the northern mountain peak, Adrian withdrew from the treetop.

A swishing sound, gradually growing louder, pierced the air. Adrian remained concealed, tightening his grip on the Divine Frost Slayer Blade and Hellblade. His muscles tensed, poised to strike at a moment's notice. He even prepared to forcibly activate the law of the Drag