The gray fog of the Umbral Plane thinned significantly past the corpse of the Void-Leviathan.
Lucifer rode his Nightmare Steed across the invisible spatial highway. The thirteen million mortal soldiers of his Crusade followed him, their golden armor cutting through the gloom.
They marched toward the glowing blue coordinates marked by Lucifer's invisible Phantom scouts.
As the fog broke, the ruins of the Arcane Empire became fully visible.
It was a stunning sight. A huge, perfectly round island of smooth black volcanic glass floated in the darkness.
Unlike the chaotic ruins around it, this place was orderly. Massive geometric ziggurats and wide, symmetrical streets covered the island.
The architecture was sleek, harsh, and completely untouched by decay.
[System: Ancient Location Discovered.]
[Name: Outpost Omicron (Precursor Ruins).]
[Status: Dormant. High-density magical resonance detected.]
