Chapter 773: In The Belly Of The Shadow
Chapter 773: In The Belly Of The Shadow
The first thing Northern noticed was silence.
No winds. No screams. No sound of battle.
The outside world, once shrouded in the cacophony of clashing steel and the guttural roars of monsters and men alike, had been swallowed-suffocated by walls of shadow.
Northern slowly turned his head, his gaze sweeping across the scene with cautious scrutiny.
The ground-if it could even be called that was a vast, reflective sea, its solid surface mirroring the endless abyss of swirling shadows. Mist coiled and drifted above it like sentient night, creeping with a slow, deliberate motion, as though it bore the weight of ancient knowledge.
It was calm. Almost too calm.
The mist exuded an eldritch grace, an eerie stillness that felt less like stagnation and more like quiet sentience. It was the kind of silence that belonged to something that had endured eons, tempered by time itself—a shadowed existence untouched by mortal comprehension. But Northern was not fooled.
This was no sacred body, no ancient relic to be revered.
This was a monster.
An Apex Maelstrom.
A thing that had survived for the stars knew how long, consuming men and monsters alike, growing fat on the essence of those swallowed within its depths.
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