Chapter 75, Mist Wrap_1

Bolton had an exceptional talent for navigation.

Without needing to look at any maps, he could distinctly remember every location.

Where to take a detour, and where monster strongholds were located—he knew it all like the back of his hand.

The group marched westward after leaving Pigmen Village.

They crossed through forests and mountain valleys.

Disturbed wild beasts roared in rage a few times before retreating back into the wilderness.

They avoided the massive army made of bones.

Finally, after a long journey,

the group entered the ruins.

Between the city ruins and the forest was a clear demarcation zone.

Behind them lay a lush, vibrant forest,

but ahead stretched a desolate wasteland void of vegetation. In the distance, a ruined city loomed with mostly collapsed walls. Among the rubble and decaying wood, a few stray weeds grew, injecting faint touches of green into the gray landscape.

"Sir, we've now entered the ruins."