55th Floor, the Crazy Cliffs of the Doom Canyon.
Kerr walked down a narrow path—he squeezed through a narrow gap between two towering rock walls—and then he walked down a ledge.
If he fell down from this ledge, he would plummet to his death on the sharp rocks below. It was just a fall of about five hundred meters.
Swoosh~ Swoosh~ Swoosh~
The wind was crazy.
This was unexplored territory among players, as only one group had reached this far—and that group was Dead Redemption.
"…Hey, Leon, let's fight!"
"…No."
"…Please!"
"…No."
In that moment, he started hearing voices from the other side, and after leaving the ledge, he hiked up a nature-made stairs that went between the massive rocks.
At that moment.
He saw a campsite—right under a tall rock formation that looked like an umbrella—and there were players sitting under the shade.
A small campfire crackled in the center, and there was some food cooking over the flames, and also some coffee being brewed.
