"That damned ugly bitch!"

A roar shook the forest. It was laced with endless fury and unwillingness. It was the kind of shout that caused birds to flee and an unwitting silence to overwhelm the immediate aftermath.

At that moment, a young man stood in the midst of a group of warriors. He had sharp features and a hidden air of elegance beneath his current anger. It was clear that he was very much used to the lifestyle of a noble.

At the same time, he wasn't alone in his rage. There were two others of equal standing to his own that felt the same rage toward the same woman.

One of them was a young lady whose delicate, expressional features reddened beneath the gnashing of her teeth. And the last was a stocky young man who was a head shorter than even the young woman.

These three young masters represented three of the most powerful powers on Terrain. In fact, there were only a handful of other territories that could match them in strength. Yet, they all felt infinite rage toward the same woman.

The Cliff's Edge Terrace. The World's End Falls. The Mirage Pavilion.

Each of these were names that shook the hearts of those born on Terrain. Yet, they had actually made a move together.

"Spread out the encirclement. Do whatever you have to do to find her!"

"But… Young Heir, the Mountain Sands Range is too dangerous. If we spread out too thin, it will become too difficult to protect you."

man stepped forward to say these

a cross of robes and soft armor that made their clothing look somewhat like delicate art pieces. However, the truth was that

young master he spoke to both wore deep black robes crossed with dark blue soft armor. The combination made

a power ranked within the top ten of

truth was that the ones that would be in the most danger would be those who separated from this young master of theirs. With all the protective treasures this young man had, even if he was alone in this mountain range, he would still have better than

life to argue from the point of view of a servant. He had to convince the young

Sands Range,

of this place. In fact, when the young man heard that a Tier 1 Bronze Zone would appear in this place, he had been hesitant to go at

a total of four different kinds of Zones. Regular Zones, Unique Zones, Mythological

didn't pull from culture or history. Rather, they came from the

Unique Zones represented the invasion of a world. Mythological Zones represented the potential of

Dimensions, toying with the timeline of a weaker world wasn't difficult as long as an appropriate price was paid. However, in this instance, it wasn't another world trying to sabotage Terrain, but rather the future generations of Terrain

a world had entered a crossroads. Choosing to go one direction or another would decide whether they would sink or swim. A Variant

course, the appearance of just one Variant Zone didn't necessarily mean a world was on the brink of destruction. But, what it did mean was that if appropriate

from others was that… treasures could be taken out

would have this ability. But, only Variant Zones

no wonder, then, that this group was so infuriated. The penultimate treasure of this Variant Zone was snatched away by an unknown young woman. And to make it all worse, she had somehow managed to escape

rage, the young heir

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