Chapter 247: Ghost Story (3)
Whoosh....!
A black wind blew.
The wind itself had no color, but here, all the blowing breeze were imbued with a deep black hue.
Perhaps because this place itself was saturated with dark magic.
Sharp black cliffs rose up as if to pierce the sky like thorns, and amidst them, a towering fortress as huge as the Stella Academy stood there slightly tilted. It made the scene appear more precarious.
Caw... Caw...!
Flocks of crows flew up, and packs of bats blinked their eyes, watching over the land.
It was a space where ordinary people were forbidden to approach due to the swirling dark magic.
Wailing Cliffs, Black Castle.
It was once known as the stronghold of the feared 'Dark Mage King,' it was a place familiar yet unwelcoming to Mayuseong.
"Father. I will take my leave now."