Capítulo 259: Artifacts

In the dark, cold, and vacant bunker, an agile silhouette traversed every corner and cranny with grace and swiftness. The bunker, concealed behind a wall, maintained a medieval and ancient appearance, and unfortunately, the ravages of time had taken their toll. Anyone who dared to enter would lose all track of time, with age and time being gradually stripped away the further they progressed.

Throughout history, such bunkers have been inhabited by wicked witches or dark plums whose dark magic's aftermath lingers ominously in the atmosphere.

Those who were not lucky enough to escape recounted tales of death and destruction, while the fortunate survivors retained lasting reminders of their encounters.