Chương 130: Hell

The sky was a relentless gray—a vast, unbroken sheet of cloud covering the entire void realm. No sun. No crack. No hint of blue. No rain or thunder. Just gray.

As Azriel stared up, a strange solemnity settled over him. He didn't understand why, but something about it felt... lonely.

He sighed, leaning against one of the broken walls, watching people rush around, building the void capital or preparing for their missions. It was chaotic, but he understood—there wasn't a second to waste in a place like this.

This void capital, unlike others, was surrounded by unconquered territory. It was far more dangerous; one wrong move could mean disaster. And everyone here knew the stakes, especially with the king trapped in the Sunken Islands.

'I wonder what he's really doing out there...'