บท 395: The Next Plan Execution

I strode forward, my gaze locked on the massive altar towering ahead of me. The air grew thicker with each step I took, the oppressive weight of ancient energy pressing down on me, pushing against my every breath. The altar loomed, carved with intricate runes that pulsed with dark, abyssal power. I could feel the presence of the energy within it—thick, malevolent, lingering like a storm on the horizon. My objective was clear: I had to destroy the summoning devices hidden within the altar—devices that anchored the abyssal energy, devices that kept this dark ritual alive.