Through the space rift, the whispered murmurs deep within the soul became even clearer, the dark energy surging in waves, one after another.
All the light around was swallowed, the endless darkness suffocating.
Lear could clearly feel the evil energy around them, like countless arms pulling them deeper.
This is the most evil place in the world, a place of eternal darkness.
In a daze, it felt like only a second, yet also like a century had passed.
The darkness before his eyes began to fade, and Lear suddenly felt his feet touch solid ground.
The sight brightened abruptly, the pupils reflecting the scene ahead.
What met his eyes was a sky shrouded in thick smoke.
The black-yellow smoke formed by burning sulfur surged continuously, layer upon layer, like mountains about to collapse.
At the end of his vision, the smoke completely enveloped the earth, obscuring what lay farther beyond.
