After saying goodbye to everyone, Aster Grant didn't hesitate in the slightest and headed straight for the Snow Domain.
Here lay a Void Passage linking The Swarm and the Alternate Space.
Traveling through the Void Passage to Chyterra was currently the fastest method.
A return to an old battlefield.
The sight of a world sealed in ice remained the same; the icy wind swept up broken snow and howled past, scraping across his face with a familiar chill.
Aster Grant paused for a moment, gazing at this familiar snowfield, a tangle of emotions rising in his heart that was hard to put into words.
In this place, he had once been forced to face a Swarm King head-on; that had also been his first true clash with a Pseudo-God Level existence.
The outcome of that battle had been his forced, battered retreat and his long journey to the Angel World.
But now…
Aster Grant's lips slowly curled into a cruel arc.
If he didn't beat it out into the open, he'd count that as him showing mercy!
