Silence in the Buried City
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
A black sky weighed down upon the ruined glory of the first city on the Mythical Continent. This was the Buried City, and with the Grand Tournament drawing close, it was being drowned in a raging sea of blood.
Now, a hush had settled over the city, but even though two days had already passed, the specter of death still haunted the shadows.
The players from both the Angel and Demon Factions had left, as though never to return, and the city streets were crowded with innumerable Undead.
It had been a long time since any player had dared to brave these streets.
Once in a while, someone would soar past overhead on Angelic or Demonic Wings. From that high vantage, they could easily take in great swathes of the city in a glance.