Sterl had barely stepped into a civilian house when a system alert flashed before his eyes.
[You have entered the special zone: Village of Death.]
[Embrace this brutal pleasure!]
The latter message appeared in blood-red letters, unsettling him slightly.
Sterl felt a slight tremble under his feet, and then... nothing happened.
He wandered around the house for a bit, finding nothing of value—only seeing signs that no one had lived there for a long time.
Pots and pans that had weathered the years were now so brittle they would crumble to dust upon touch.
After confirming there was nothing to gain in the room, Sterl had no choice but to head back the way he came, pushing the door open to leave.
However, as soon as he stepped out, Sterl found the scenery around him had drastically changed. He was now in the center of a cluster of civilian houses, surrounded by buildings and streets swirling with yellow sand.
