Standing before them was a towering mountain peak, its summit piercing the clouds.
Mist swirled around it.
The entire mountain resembled a volcano, like a flat cylinder, thickly covered by dense green vegetation.
Kane and the others stood at the foot of the mountain, gazing up at the peak in front of them.
At the mountain's base, their surroundings were teeming with spirits, making it feel like they had stumbled upon a human settlement.
However, Kane's brief exploration revealed that the entire mountain had no traces of humanity.
There had never been any signs of humans living here; this was truly an uninhabited place.
Yet, even at the foot, in the area where they had not yet had the chance to climb, there were already so many spirits.
Even around a human settlement, the number of spirits was not this large.
"Your goal is at the top of this mountain?"
Kane asked Umberto, who was beside him.
