Chapter 807: Goodnight

Iberia was the peninsula that had once looked at the Anglo Kingdom from across the sea. Now, a roar came from the reefs that waves had crashed against for millennia.

 An earthquake shook the dark cliffs made of various kinds of metals, and cracks appeared.

A thin stake of iron floated in the air. It had a bone-like texture. Under attack from some invisible power, it wedged itself into the deepest part of the mountain.

It created a hole as thick as a person's waist. One could hear it echoing in the depths of the earth.

It pierced through the mountain nearly all the way from top to bottom. After passing through rock formations, mud and stone, the iron pillar with the black gold core reached a depth of hundreds of meters below sea level.

Cold wind blew out from the depths of the earth as if a crypt had been opened.