บท 1671: Chapter 1489: Omen of War

The vortex writhed, a malevolent core pulsing with a sickly green glow. Dark tendrils, like obsidian lightning, lashed out in a desperate attempt to sever the growing maw of energy that threatened to consume it. A silent war raged, a titanic clash between a being fueled by the abyss itself and a man transformed by the power of the Asura. The platform they stood upon, once a sturdy foundation, groaned in protest. Cracks snaked across its surface, shimmering portals threatening to tear open into the raw chaos of the abyss.