Austria. Somewhere on a remote and secret hillside, the infamous Nurmengard Prison stands here. A cloaked figure appeared quietly under the cover of night. He looked up at the dark night on the hillside for a moment, then walked forward. There was a "pop" sound.
The figure seemed to have passed through an invisible barrier, and the night in front of him was like a lake with ripples on the water. On the other side of the ripple The content of this chapter is being updated...