Villain Ch 1528. Hidden Quest
Shea raised a hand. "Wait, should we regroup first? Heal up? Stock potions?"
Allen smirked. "Nah, we are good."
The team began to descend into the deeper tunnel, past the corpses of dragons and molten fissures, toward the mist-covered sinkhole glowing with forbidden energy.
Because in Hell's Gate, nothing stayed buried for long.
And Allen?
Allen planned to claim everything that was hidden down there. Even if it meant becoming the Abyss itself.
The deeper they went, the thicker the mist grew—dense, cold, almost wet like breathing through a soaked cloth. It clung to their armor and lashes, turning everything pale and ghostly. Even the girls' vibrant colors were dulled to grey-blue shadows in the unnatural fog.
The tunnel walls twisted, scarred with ancient claw marks and glowing veins of pulsing abyssal energy. The atmosphere crackled with mana so thick it felt alive. Somewhere, distant rumbling echoed like thunder trapped underground.
