Kapitel 419: The Cyclopean Barrier

Northern groaned a little as he scaled through the white desert, the wind harshly blowing against his leather armor.

He had just left Lotheliwan with the mindset of walking to free himself from the thoughts of Annette's conversation.

However, he ended up coming across a certain massacre just outside Lotheliwan, before the river.

Northern was sure that he had defeated the monster in the river, so curiosity grasped his mind as to what could have killed these soldiers and why.

Not to speak of the crude manner of death. It was undoubtedly a monster.

What monster? Northern was even more curious by the time he left the scene of the massacre. There were no trails to follow, no signs that pointed to the presence of a monster except the vicious marks of injuries.

Northern trekked forward in hopes of finding the monster, and time slowly flowed, but he only continued forward.