Danerluo Port,
The merchants in the port were busily directing the loading and unloading of goods, and dock workers were carrying heavy crates, their footsteps hurried yet orderly.
Shouts, bargaining sounds, and the whistles of ships intertwined, creating a bustling market scene, showcasing a thriving atmosphere everywhere.
This port still maintains its former busy grandeur, as if the scars of the Dungeon battlefront haven't spread here.
Sunlight spilled over the glistening sea, the golden radiance and azure waters intertwined, shimmering with enchanting brilliance.
Yet beneath this seemingly peaceful and harmonious surface lies a tense and oppressive atmosphere, as if the calm before a storm.
Around Danerluo Port, patrols from the Church of the Gods appeared frequently.
They wore uniform outfits, their steps firm and powerful, their eyes vigilantly scanning everything around.
