Chapitre 348: White Lake Fantasy Being Paint

In the small town, it was extremely dilapidated. Everywhere, there were overgrown weeds, trees, and wild animals. The strong wind swept through, pressing down the grass. Fragments of broken leaves were carried by the strong wind, swirling in the sky. The rustling sound of sliding leaves echoed incessantly.

Fifteen years ago, the Shadow Disaster turned this area into a complete dead zone. Several cities near the town also turned into ruins. Hundreds of thousands of people perished in this disaster. If it weren't for the ability of a Strange Item to restrain the shadows, the casualties from this disaster would have been even more severe.

However, although the Shadow Disaster was resolved, no one dared to live here again. This area has since become dilapidated. To this day, because this area does not border any of the five major districts, it has no popularity. Weeds grow rampant, trees grow wild, and the town has taken on a new look.