Chapter 526: Tragic Tale of The Snow That Falls In Summer

After Izroth entered the pink cloud, everything around him turned dark, and for a few seconds, it felt as if he were floating in mid-air. A flash of light filled the world of darkness, and before he knew it, Izroth had arrived in an unknown land. At a glance, he immediately understood that he was no longer in Vostracane—at least, not consciously.

At the moment, Izroth was at the edge of a forest on a man-made stone road. The road originated from a town in the distance and ran deep into the woods. But, calling it a town was somewhat of a stretch.

There was an imposing palace at the town's center with towering walls that encircled it. Outside the palace walls was the residential area; however, it was filthy compared to the palace's majestic appearance. Even from a distance, Izroth could see the rotten wooden buildings falling apart, and there was a somewhat gloomy aura that lingered about in the atmosphere.