A Promise Beneath the Golden Gate
Boom…
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning pierced through the sky.
The deafening roar echoed across the heavens like the anger of an ancient god awakening from a long slumber. The entire Martial Emperor Tomb shook violently. Mountains cracked apart, enormous boulders tumbled into endless ravines, and the once-stable world began collapsing before their eyes.
The ground beneath their feet quivered without pause.
The crimson sea below surged violently as towering waves crashed against the broken cliffs. Above it, the Golden Gate suspended over the blood sea and dark clouds trembled, its radiant light flickering as countless golden runes slowly faded away.
The pocket dimension had reached its end.
Leon slowly lifted his head and watched cracks spread across the sky like shattered glass.
He silently sensed the unstable Mana around him before letting out a quiet sigh.
"Not good..."
His calm voice carried a trace of helplessness.
