The War for The North [78]
Chapter 191: The Crimson Night [19]
The distant roar of war and chaos on the surface could not reach these pitch black tunnels buried hundreds of meters underground.
Amid shattered stone, crushed pillars, and clouds of ancient dust, a radiant figure moved forward, shining in complete contrast to the destruction around him.
Archangel Solariel slowed his steps and stopped before a massive door, its surface carved with ancient runes and sealed with dark energy.
The very embodiment of pride and divine power, he looked at the suffocating aura surrounding the door with faint disdain.
He slowly pulled back his left arm. Golden sacred mana flowed through his veins, glowing beneath his skin like a miniature sun as it gathered into his fist.
Without a single incantation, relying purely on brute force, he drove his fist into the sealed door.
A deafening impact echoed.
