As a karst region in southern Faoken, the area covered by Chokehold Peak spanned a total of 200,000 square kilometers. Because the limestone mountain range stood at a high elevation and the climate was humid with abundant rainfall, the Chokehold Peak Range was shrouded in mist all year round. Combined with its lush vegetation, countless vines, and plentiful water sources, it had become a habitat for vast numbers of powerful magical beasts, snakes, and insects.
Its internal dangers had also made it the Fang Clan's unchanged hunting ground for a thousand years.
But today, this place that carried a millennium of the Fang Clan's glory welcomed travelers who did not belong to this land.
"Whoosh!"
At two in the morning the next day, accompanied by the howl produced by an eruption of magic power, the fully armed Barnabos slowly descended from the sky.
Staring at the region before him, where peaks stood in clusters and thin white mist filled the air, making it appear mysterious and dangerous beneath the night sky, he could not help frowning slightly.
As a Mage Soldier who specialized in Explosive Magic and had relatively limited mastery of the Magic Eye and other functional spells, he honestly did not enjoy fighting in terrain with such poor visibility.
Not only would it prevent him from judging the positions of friendly forces, but more importantly, such restricted vision would increase the risks faced by Mage Soldiers in battle.
But considering that the battalion commander had personally selected this battlefield, and that it had been approved by two powerhouses who both ranked among the top two hundred powerful Mages in the Empire, Barnabos could not exactly say much.
"It still makes me feel a little uneasy, though."
Feeling his right eyelid twitch for no reason, Barnabos could not help