Chapitre 122: Mutant Hemophagic Murlocs

Korrin blinked a few times, fighting off the residual dizziness from his sudden arrival. His vision cleared, and he found himself standing beside a dark, roaring river that stretched endlessly in both directions. 

The water wasn't the usual blue he was accustomed to; it was a dark red, the color of blood, violently rushing downstream. 

The sight sent a chill through his body, making him wonder if he was still in the Void space, or somewhere far worse. 

He crouched down near the riverbank, dipping a finger in the water.

The thick, crimson liquid clung to his fingers for a moment before being swept away by the fierce current, sticky-like blood with weird power trying to infect his body.

"This place..." he muttered under his breath, his sharp eyes scanning the landscape, but no other side of the river could be seen.

There was only the loud, rushing current, and the eerie red glow reflecting off the surface of the river.