In a dark, shattered star region beyond the boundary wall of the Dead Lands, the Azure Wanderer cruised through the void. On the silent bridge, an oppressive feeling permeated the air.
Evidently, Vaan's group had given up all thoughts of entering the Dead Lands.
Compared to three hundred years ago, danger within the Dead Lands had clearly increased by several levels. Any prior knowledge the Proud Ember Tribe had or remembered was no longer useful.
"Sigh…"
Occasionally, Empyrean Oceanheart would cast her sensory spell to spy on the Dead Lands. However, the situation remained unchanged.
Despite moving several light-years from their last location, numerous swarms could still be discovered within the new shattered star regions of the Dead Lands.
Each swarm, always brimming with Undying Fiends, knew neither hunger nor fatigue, and was capable of delivering catastrophic results to the world of the living.
