The sounds of footsteps could be heard in the ritual ground, as a large sandstorm raged outside the abandoned temple grounds.
The land itself stretched out in every direction like an endless desert, the earth cracked and barren, as the air was just as cold as it was toxic.
And the sky above was an unnatural shade of green, and the greatest mist mixed with the sandstorm as a strong breeze blew from all directions.
If it were not for the massive barrier around this temple, which protects all from the outside world, blocking the raging sandstorm taking place on the outside, even A-rank monsters would perish in no time.
But despite the danger of this place, at the center of the temple field, there was a large magic circle, ritual type, carved into the barren earth.
