"So, this is the Death Marsh?"
Little Gold moved quickly, swiftly bringing Wyatt Barnes to the outskirts of a vast and secluded forest.
This forest was in ruins, exuding an eerie vibe.
Moreover, thick black fog perpetually engulfed this forest, making people hesitant to intrude into the airspace above. After all, who knew if any powerful Fierce Beasts or Demon Beasts were lurking within?
The Fierce Beasts and Demon Beasts native to this area were undoubtedly very familiar with its environment. Foreigners who unknowingly trespassed could easily fall victim.
"Little Gold, let's get down!"
Wyatt beckoned for Little Gold to descend. After reducing its size, Wyatt started to scrutinize the forest ahead.
Unlike the lush greens of ordinary forests, the trees in this forest were either pitch black or grey, adding to the forest's uncanny aura.
There wasn't a trace of human activity to be seen around the forest.
