Darkness. Endless, suffocating darkness.
Before stepping into the Abyss, every adventurer who had accepted death as their fate had imagined countless nightmarish scenarios.
"I can still breathe? Shouldn't this be outer space?"
Surprisingly, there was no immediate attack. Apart from the overwhelming darkness, the environment was eerily calm. They could breathe normally, and even the charred stench from Heaven Demon remains was thick in the air.
Small sparks of light began glowing in the void. Orson, Bradley, and the others quickly ducked, only to realize it was the glow of Heaven Demon Star Cores, still drifting toward Blue Star.
The faint glimmer also revealed their surroundings. The group looked around, stunned.
They were inside what looked like a massive subterranean tunnel—so massive that hundreds of dragons could fly through it without feeling crowded.
