Mabia, the world where cultivators from lesser worlds came to try their luck. Though there were no exact conditions to enter the gate of the world, only those with level five or more of the Soul Realm might gain something.
Stepping out of the gate, Argeon looked dashing with his principal outfit. This was a special suit inside his wardrobe that was hidden away from the light of the world. The abyss might already take a liking to it.
Fixing his collar for a bit, he looked at the distance. There was a huge town spotted in his line of view. His lips immediately turned up a smile as he signaled his hand.
"Let's go."
Following his cue. Footsteps were heard as his students revealed themselves.
Wearing black stockings with a white rapier on her waist, Luna had her purple hair draped around her shoulder. Her eyes were focused as if she was a general in an army. However, what brought the attention the most was the compatibility of her figure with her uniform.
