Southern Continent, Star Highlands.
In a military camp shrouded in dense fog, Sifa's figure appeared inside his tent.
He opened the box containing Clarence's Door, read the instructions, and then burned them.
Finally, he temporarily stored the item in the Spirit World Treasure Chest.
The next morning.
The army broke camp and set out, but stopped around noon.
A forest lay across the army's route.
Sifa had already explored this forest that day and knew there were undead inside.
"Undead?"
Hearing that there were undead in the forest, the blond, towering Abrio let out a dry chuckle.
"Then I'm an expert in that field."
"You all rest here. I'll go take a look."
Sifa did not object.
As the captain of the Ghost Ship Celeste, Abrio had every right to give himself the title of "undead expert."
The entire army rested where it was.
Abrio, meanwhile, entered the forest alone.
The moment he entered the forest, he sensed the silence of death covering the land.
The forest was saturated with the power of death. It was a tainted domain.
Most of the trees in the forest were withered and rotting. As he stepped across the leaf-covered ground, he felt as if he were walking on the rotting body of a Giant.
Worms occasionally wriggled in and out of the decomposing leaves.
Gray Fog drifted through the forest, severely limiting visibility.
The things in the forest appeared and disappeared from sight, taking on an atmosphere of terror.
As Abrio ventured deeper, the Gray Fog grew denser, and the aura of death gradually intensified.
After walking around several rotten trees, he saw a temple that had already been reduced to ruins.
Only a small portion of the statue outside the temple remained, and most of its fragments had been overgrown with moss.