ushernet Chapter 735: Land Area of The Limitless Void
Chapter 735: Land Area of The Limitless Void
Chapter 735: Land Area of The Limitless Void
Northern already had the details he needed. He had, after all, surveyed the place before; he had a rough idea of how he wanted the whole place to be.
The Void Palace marked the beginning of the Limitless Void, well, in a way. Northern considered it more of a center than an actual beginning.
The Limitless Void for now had no beginning and also no end. But the landmark that it started with, however, was the Void Palace.
The palace stood perched atop the tallest mountain in the scape, its jagged and uneven silhouette resembling the visor of a gigantic demonic knight.
Eerie azure lights spilled from its slick, horizon-cut windows, casting ghostly beams that illuminated the dark mountain beneath.
At the base of this mountain was a foreboding coppice. The blackened, twisted trees appeared as though they'd been torched by an inferno of Black Flames, their charred remains frozen mid-scream.
This haunting grove acted as a grim prelude to the first mountain of the Red Mine.
The Red Mine consisted majorly of three large mountains; although they were not as tall as that which held the Palace, the mountains of the Red Mine boasted more robustness, with a single mountain spreading over three thousand kilometers.
The soil and rock gleamed a deep crimson, making the terrain look as though it bled endlessly from unseen wounds.
At the edge of the third mountain, the stark vividness of the Red Mine gave way to something different—a vast lake of still, dark water, shimmering faintly under the omnipresent dim light of the Limitless Void.
This lake rested in the shallow valley formed between the Red Mine and the imposing Glazier Mountain.
But before the waters could lull one into tranquility, there lay the ominous carcass of a massive creature. The beast's bones jutted out from the ground like the ribs of a fallen colossus, their white marred with streaks of black decay.
Time and the weight of the earth were already claiming it, as some parts of the skeleton had begun to sink into the cracked, blood-red soil.@@@@
Beyond this grim sight, the icy majesty of Glazier Mountain loomed.
The mountain rose tall and imposing, its peaks encrusted with blue-white ice that shimmered with an almost unnatural brilliance. Glacial sheets draped over its flanks, flowing down in slow, frozen cascades.
Unlike the bloodied tones of the Red Mine, Glazier Mountain was a realm of cold purity, its chill seemingly seeping into the surrounding air.
Past the icy expanse of frozen mountain, the landscape transformed again.
Geysers of steam hissed from the ground without warning, and the air was thick with the acrid scent of sulfur, burning their throats with every shallow breath.
The three humans-tired, shivering, and now sweltering-groaned in protest.
They wanted to speak, ask the Void King how exactly he was resisting the harsh temperature of the Limitless Void. But none of them dared.
Aside from the fact that they couldn't even conceive of just calling and talking to Northern casually like nothing was wrong, their hearts quaked heavily with intense fear for the boy that walked before them.
They stumbled forward, trying to keep pace.
The volcanic mountain loomed ahead, its peak hidden by thick clouds of ash and smoke.
Rivers of molten rock glowed faintly in the distance, creating an eerie, shifting pattern of light and shadow across the desolate terrain.
Finally, Northern stopped at a small plateau overlooking a wide, flat expanse surrounded by jagged rock formations.
Here, the heat was less oppressive, though the ground still radiated warmth. The three humans collapsed onto the ashen earth, gasping for air.
"This is the place."
Northern announced, his voice cutting through their exhaustion like a blade.
The three looked up at him in confusion.
"What place?"
He gestured around them, his eyes scanning the terrain with a calculating precision.
"The forge will begin here."
They exchanged uneasy glances, unsure if they had misheard him. Oland, with a sweat-
drenched face and trembling hands, finally spoke-with caution.
"Here? In the middle of this... furnace?"