The flowing wind blew across the verdant grass leaves, the old-fashioned train came to a stop hovering above the flowing stream.
He Ao opened the train door and stepped out.
A wolf-like creature that was lurking nearby suddenly leaped out, biting at his body, and then he casually punched through it, tossing it among the green grass and shattered stones below.
The surrounding creatures that had been watching intently slowly curled up and bowed their heads.
He Ao's gaze did not fall on these creatures but instead looked toward the desolate city at the horizon.
Through the haze, he could still make out the rusty robots moving between the cities.
This was his second visit to the Relic.
It seemed as though the civilization of the Relic had been destroyed for hundreds of years, yet the 'traces' they left behind—those dazzling technological creations—were still functioning normally.