Garen ran forward hurriedly. His enhanced physical qualities allowed him to move at a great speed for an hour and a half without any difficulty.
He could vaguely see the edges of a dilapidated village in front of him.
Suddenly, he stopped, thinking and muttering to himself for a moment, before his Willpower shifted again and concealed his entire body completely before he fumbled towards the fence at the side of the village.
This village resembled a ferocious-looking fortress that was covered in sharp spikes. It was completely grey and there were puncture marks and holes that were left behind by cannons everywhere. He could vaguely hear the sound of human cries echoing from the inside. Meanwhile, a few stray dogs with festering bodies that were leaking pus from the sides roamed around the empty areas outside. The ground was barren and filled with potholes formed by cannon balls and explosions.
