After flying for a while, Rio arrived at a vast swamp filled with corrupted mud and water everywhere.
Thin black fog carrying miasma was everywhere, and visibility was very low.
If it were someone else, this kind of terrain would have been a nightmare for even an early S-ranker, as the miasmic rain falling from the dark cloudy sky would have caused tremendous harm to their sanity.
But for Rio, all this was of no concern at all; in fact, his visibility was enhanced by miasma in this corrupted place, and he could walk unhindered anywhere he wanted to.
'So, this is the place those death swarms are?'
After leaving the Eldor tribe's encampment, Rio started analyzing his own soul, but the progress was very slow; thus, he decided to look for inspiration in an attempt to try to increase his soul manipulation skills.
