In the wilderness, which belonged neither to the sorcerer's territory nor to the Thunder Tribe, but was a paradise for magicalized creatures. Here, a plethora of beast races dwelt, far less tranquil than within the bounds of Chanay Continent.
Ivan and his party flew at a remarkable speed, and even if something sought to trouble them along the way, it could not catch up.
Throughout the journey, they encountered neither surprise nor peril.
The next day, Ivan rode a swamp ant and arrived alone at Seal Thunder Pass, only to be stopped outside the Black Thunder Ring.
"Seal Thunder Pass is a critical pass. No one whose identity is unclear may enter without permission." After a while, a humanoid metal magic puppet passed through the Black Thunder Ring and approached to make inquiries.
"I am an elder of the East Capital Enchantment Guild. Here is my elder identity plaque." Ivan took out his elder identity plaque, which bore a series of marks that were difficult for outsiders to forge.
