Although everything around him was pitch-black, Lux stably walked in a calm manner.
Gaap didn't tell him anything after entering the Gate, but he could tell with every fiber of his being that he knew exactly where to go.
It was as if there was an irresistible force that was calling out to him, serving as his light as he traversed the dark world, where not even a single speck of light existed.
After an unknown amount of time, Lux found himself in what seemed to be an ancient city.
At its center was a giant World Tree, whose leaves were as black as the night.
A few people could be seen standing at its base, and all of them were looking in their direction with curiosity.
"Let's go," Gaap said. "You are my Disciple, so don't get intimidated by them. Just beware of the people who wear rings similar to the one that is hanging around my neck. They are members of Memento Mori, and those people are a different kind of breed among Necromancers."
"Are they strong, Master?" Lux asked.