When the thick gray clouds were left behind, the scene in front of him suddenly became clear.
The rolling mountains, the dense forest rippling in the wind, the tribes of creatures and human towns dotted the mountains and forests ... They all appeared in garen's field of vision.
Turning around to look at the white bone wasteland that was still shrouded in dark clouds, not revealing a single trace of golden sunlight, garen shook his head gently. Then, he collected his thoughts and flew towards the capital of the Timo Kingdom.
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The capital of the Timo Kingdom, clarken city.
Compared to the bustling scene decades ago, the population of clarken city was now sparse. The pedestrians on the spacious streets were in twos and threes, and many shops were closed. Even the bright sunshine could not cover the bleak and desolate atmosphere here.
