Looking at this massive city embedded within the mountain range, Rod felt a surge of emotion; the last time he came here, it was with the First Saint Heir, Takxis, but now, Takxis has found peace.
All living beings in Saint Rel found peace with the demise of the Blood God.
Rod stood on the mountain, gazing into the distance; this colossal city was submerged in darkness, with silence echoing in the air. The streets and squares swallowed by black fog were haunted by newly born Dust Level monsters, the weakest and most primitive creatures born from the twisted souls under the law of darkness.
Though merely approaching Rod would turn them to ashes, given enough time, they could grow into monsters even Rod wouldn't dare to challenge lightly.
Rod took a deep breath and leaped into the Royal City of Saint Rel.
As his powerful soul field descended, countless specks of dust vanished in an instant, leaving no trace.
