Bab 470: The Hunter’s Necropolis (1)

Walking in the cloudy mist, Jacob didn't feel anything, as if that mist wasn't there at all, yet his senses seemed to be getting restrictive the deeper he went. 

"Are you sure this is not dangerous?" He questioned Immortika with scrutiny. The only thing that stopped him from turning around was the damn slave mark. 

As long as he didn't confirm the trial plain was not descending yet, his body wouldn't listen to him, so he could only turn to the cursed book for help. Furthermore, with how things were going, he could tell the trial plain was least affected by that epic star void server's destruction. 

"Hehehe… of course is an entrance after all, just like the last time." Immortika wrote.