The luxurious bathroom that was once filled with traces of delight instantly transformed into the borderland between barren mountains and desert.
Beneath was an endless expanse of rolling sand sea, which, when blown by the strong wind, immediately caused a "crackle" as sand and stones splashed.
In the yellow sand stood countless blade-like thin peaks, becoming sharper as they're constantly honed by the limitless wind and sand.
A blood-red sun, with an internal outline of a sleeve sword's phantom, hung high in the sky, casting a sullied rust color over the entire world.
The 35th generation Mountain Elder, Assassin, descended into the Mirror World ahead of Byron and Amita.
As soon as his feet touched this desert, he raised his hand towards the [assassination] divine position in the sky, throwing all seven Resentful Coins the Assassin Sect had taken seven hundred years to recover.
The inscriptions: "Only care about the goal, by any means necessary!" lit up.
