Various ancient factions and clans seemed to be too interested in these God Ruins. The world itself seemed to be holding its breath for what was about to unfold.
Apollo and others in the group from the Sacred Light Empire also quickly arrived at the border of the Necros continent and the Boundless Sea.
The moment they approached, everyone felt the change in the air. The sky itself seemed divided—half still bright and filled with sunlight, while the other half was shrouded in endless darkness. It was as if the heavens had been split in two, separating life from death.
The boundary stretched endlessly across the horizon, and a heavy, oppressive aura poured out from the dark half. Even the eternal gods aboard the ship instinctively grew cautious. The world beyond that line was not part of the living realm—it was something entirely different.
The aura of desolation filled with death and slaughter made it look like something never seen or felt before.
