Feeling the snowflakes and blood that were surging towards him, Leo Ray concentrated and looked out.
It was a tragic battlefield across the snowfield.
The scorching battle fire and fresh blood had melted the accumulated snow and frozen earth, and the damp, muddy land was filled with twisted corpses and shattered armor.
However, even with Leo Ray's exceptional eyesight, he couldn't discern every corner of the battlefield, just like trying to see the moon through water—it was all a blur.
"What is this place?"
Staring at the scene that suddenly appeared before him, Leo Ray's expression turned solemn. He tried to summon Rolanddel, only to find that the Space Bracelet on his arm was ineffective, just as it had been within the Sleeping Array on the Spatial Train.
"My Lord, this is the Subconscious Space. More precisely, it is the Old King's Subconscious Space."