Only the white mist surrounding them emitted a faint glow, allowing them to see the space.
The hurricane's gusts blocked the light from the mist, making the entire space unusually dark.
The hurricane carried sand and mud, occasionally hitting Kane and the others.
"So bothersome!"
As he spoke, Kane waved his hand.
A transparent barrier surrounded them, blocking the hurricane and the sand and mud from coming through.
"Dead silence, the death rules here are even more intense than the Mist Rule Space."
Kreya looked at the land full of cracks under her feet and the stone crumbling to dust in her hand.
"Indeed, outside the mist, it feels like we're constantly walking within the Mist Rule Space."
After closing his eyes to sense for a while, Kane said.
This space resembles the mist's rule space, though not all-encompassing, the efficiency of understanding rules should be about the same, especially the death rules, which are concentrated to the point of overflowing.
