Just when Max and Nancy came out of the cursed root region, the black flame sphere around them slowly shrank back into Max's body, and the scorched smell of burned roots faded behind them as they entered a denser part of Witch God Valley.
The mist here was thicker than before, and the trees growing across the valley were twisted and pale, their branches curling downward like claws, while faint green runes appeared and disappeared across their bark as if something ancient was breathing through them.
Max had only taken a few steps forward when his eyes suddenly narrowed, and the spatial senses of his Dimensional Sovereign Body spread outward like invisible ripples, passing through the mist, the trees, and the broken ruins ahead.
"Battles are happening ahead of us," Max said calmly.
Nancy immediately became alert. "Battles?"
Max looked into the distance. "There are some elves there, and even some demons."
Nancy's expression changed slightly. "Demons inside Witch God Valley?"
