The flourishing branches of the Tree of Life pierced through the clouds.
Even though Grimm had experienced several Demon-Hunting Expeditions, during which he had witnessed some peculiar forms of foreign life, he had never seen such an unbelievably monstrous living being like the Tree of Life.
After piloting the Starfall Reconnaissance Craft and passing through the peaks of the trunks, Grimm arrived at his new Demon-Hunter Castle.
'Click', the door of the craft opened, and the Demon-Hunter Castle, situated thousands of metres above in the air on the Tree of Life, appeared in front of Grimm's eyes.
Strong wind was billowing where he stood.
Looking at the widespread area, the Demon-Hunter Castle that was separated by intersecting small ponds and stone roads, the low-altitude mechanical flying devices, Sorcerers who were rushing about, and monster slaves coming back and forth, a sudden feeling of a person holding great power in his hands creeped into Grimm's heart.
