Enjoying the tasty food, Lin Rui asked, "We should be leaving Blood Maple Forest soon, right?"
"Soon, soon. If all goes well, we should be out of Blood Maple Forest by the first half of the night, cross Ruins River by the second half, and by daylight, after pushing forward a bit, we can camp at Glacial Abyss and wait for our caravan partners for trade."
"Is Ruins River safe?"
"Generally speaking, it's very safe because there was once an Abyssal invasion there. Humans won the war, but the horrific abyssal corrosion turned the entire valley into a corrupted land full of mutated abyssal monsters. No one wants to venture there, and the monsters remain undisturbed. But if they ever come out, it would be a terrifying catastrophe."
Lin Rui was speechless, wondering what kind of place his domain truly was.
How is it that disasters are everywhere: Undead Catastrophe, Dragon Race calamity, Beastmen Green Tide, and here, an abyssal mutation zone.
Is this a disaster brawl?
