The two faced off, each searching for the other's weaknesses.
At this moment, Ian could almost vaguely see many illusions emanating from the Sorrow Bell, the cries and wails of tens of thousands, countless blood-stained lands and burnt houses, burning earth, fields and cities incinerated into black smoke rising into the sky, and fields covered by artillery fire and blood sand—visions filled with extreme anger and despair.
"Is it the Western Territory? No!"
Initially, Ian thought that these horrors were caused by Sorrow Bell in the Western Territory, but he quickly realized it was wrong, for the Western Frontier of the Empire had no scenes of endless yellow sand: "This is Fiery Flame Land! This is the despair that Fiery Flame Land once encountered!"
Amidst uncertainty, he saw one illusory scene after another.
