Chapter 12: Nightmare Butcher Yang
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Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game Chapter 12: Nightmare Butcher Yang

Spanning thousands of miles across the southern end of the Navalon continent, the Sorensen Mountain Range bordered several countries, including the Rhine Kingdom and the Duchy of Shiga. Within these mountains, there were a few areas that remained untouched by the thick mists and toxic fog, thanks to unique terrain or other factors.

One such area, located near the southern border of the Rhine Kingdom, was a canyon that cut through the mountains, providing a pathway unaffected by the toxic miasma.

Dense fog constantly veiled this canyon approximately two kilometers in length, and there was a fast-flowing river at the very bottom. At its widest point, the canyon spanned several dozen meters and was just over 10 meters at its slimmest.

About a dozen wooden and stone houses adorned the cliff walls on either side of the canyon, connected by iron chains and suspended bridges made of wooden planks. Among them, the most impressive structure was a massive circular iron-framed house positioned at the highest point, spanning the widest part of the canyon with over a hundred horizontal iron cables holding it in place.

This stronghold belonged to the infamous band of bandits known as the "Sacred Crows," who once struck fear into the hearts of merchants that operated across the southern region of the Navalon continent.

"The Rhine Kingdom's finest wines, wheat flour of the Duchy of Shiga, exotic spices from the distant south... By controlling the passage through Sorensen, we can secure an endless supply of unimaginable treasures and invaluable goods," remarked a man with deep, piercing eyes and a meticulously groomed beard as he lifted a box containing rare spices from the southern lands and took a deep whiff.

"Of course, for a... lich like you, these things may not hold much allure," chuckled Hal Maxwell, also known as "Razor," leader of the Sacred Crows, as he took measure of his guest seated on the luxurious brown sofa.

"Let me contemplate what a black mage might fancy... Hmm, magic dust, spellcasting materials, alchemical ingr

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