Han finally had the opportunity to travel to #13 Constellation. There was no need to enter by force since he was going with the forge master Wu Dengfeng by Starship to enter the witch’s holy realm.
After getting off the battleship, Wu Dengfeng was very curious, as this was the first time humans have ever arrived at the witch’s holy realm.
Taking a glance around, #13 Constellation seemed to have never been developed. The altars, ancestral graves and the Great Witch memorial in the legends could not be found anywhere.
Wu Dengfeng and Han landed in the mountains. There was only a small path made of bluestones, leading towards the darkness of a horrifying jungle. The roar of beasts and the buzz of bugs filled the air.
“What the hell is this place? Where is Fantasy Neptune?” Wu Dengfeng was dissatisfied. Han blended in with the rest of the troops and was silent. “Please follow me.”
