In the freezing wind, Silver Body seemed as fragile as paper. Brando finally understood why the Azure Knight had nearly died several times here.
He exhaled, and the Misty Vapor instantly turned into ice particles that pattered onto the ground. Brando jumped in fright, finally realizing how terrifying the cold here was.
We can't stay here for long. He immediately looked up and saw that he was standing on a glacier. Ahead stretched an expanse of white, seemingly forming a road. When he looked back, he saw an abyss without a bottom. A slight movement of his foot sent countless ice fragments tumbling down until they vanished from sight.
The abyss below was pitch-black, and he could not see how deep it was. Brando shuddered. Although he still did not understand the purpose of this trial, his immediate priority was clearly to leave this godforsaken place.
He was not unfamiliar with similar trials. Such trials had already begun when one advanced from the Extremes to the Sage Domain. Of course, their difficulty was nowhere near this level. In theory, these trials were like dreams. But Lute had said that if one died in the dream, one would truly die. Brando certainly had no intention of risking his life just to test whether that was true.
Similar trials usually had a clear objective: complete a certain task or kill a certain monster. But it was rare for someone to be thrown directly into an inexplicably harsh environment like this. What was the purpose of this trial? Was it simply survival? Brando clearly felt it could not be that simple.
He recalled the Azure Knight's trial. There were simply too many legends about that tale. It had even been turned into numerous poems that circulated throughout Vonder. The poems were mostly similar