"Fallen Sea?"
Marianne's expression grew solemn, her tone heavy.
"That was once the most intense and bloody battleground in this area, where the blood of countless elves, humans, and orc devotees was spilled.
Even after tens of thousands of years, the countless restless spirits there cannot find peace. Their fanatical beliefs and bloodlust during their lives turned it into a realm of death, where countless deviant ghosts roam.
The divine weapon is located right at the heart of the Fallen Sea. To approach it, you must risk being attacked by a horde of deviant ghosts.
Furthermore, even if you manage to get close, it's not guaranteed that you'll obtain it. Despite the passage of countless millennia, it still holds a power that ordinary individuals can't bear. Perhaps just getting near it might already crush you with the terrifying force it radiates.
Lord Ji Chen, please think carefully."
