บท 370: Ridge

The landscape in front of Kaizen was majestic. The cave opened to the horizon, allowing Kaizen to see the snow-capped mountains in the distance and to the side, their peaks lost in the clouds. The black, imposing rock of the cave contrasted with the whiteness of the snow-covered landscape, creating an atmosphere of mystery and majesty. The wind blew furiously, whipping Kaizen's hair and causing him to shrink from the cold.

Kaizen was stunned by this unexpected discovery, feeling a mixture of fascination and apprehension. This was undoubtedly not a good place for someone to meet other players, and he wondered how the group of barbarians had stopped and found themselves there, in the middle of a remote mountain.