Chapter 71: Trooomm

The Howling Cliffs were a shapeless-looking region whose mountains looked more like fallen obelisks from an ancient world than actual rock formations. Each small hill merely resembled a colossal thorn from hell that could reach tens of meters in height. The place's ambiance was grim, causing a bad feeling even from a distance.

A large black cloud was blowing over the region at all hours of the day and every day of the year. Possibly, this weather phenomenon, supernatural, to say the least, had turned the region into a dead, lifeless place. Nothing was growing in the entire radius that this cloud covered the area, even a weed.

Kaizen spotted these cliffs after climbing a hill that separated the oak forest from this gloomy region. He felt no fear as the other players usually did when approaching the Howling Cliffs. In fact, Klaus smiled with excitement. His smile was as frightening and malevolent as the giant cloud.