บท 1710: Heaven's Ruins

"…Heaven?" Even before he properly entered the domain, his senses were overwhelmed trying to make sense of the illogical information they were fed.

The confines of space within this realm were perhaps blasted open, as every cubic meter of space stretched in all directions. The flow of time itself faltered as it reached this domain and was moulded to suit the desired pace.

Shoulders tensed, Varian broke through the final barrier and stepped into the world.

The sky was shrouded in a twilight hue, a sickly greenish that suffocated the very stars. The great mountains stretched themselves to the crimson clouds that hovered over the land, overlooking like a silent judge.

Varian frowned as he breathed in, the aura here felt pure. 

'A bit too pure.'

It felt like he was taking in something that should not exist, like a mortal who sneaked into the world of gods and drank their elixir.