Chapter 320 Chosen Of The Second Prince
Chapter 320 Chosen Of The Second Prince
The air in the Underworld was like stones, dense and suffocating.
Daniel had trouble breathing.
Each inhale felt as if his lungs were filling with gravel.
"This place… is as bad as… I expected…"
The Underworld was drowned in a perpetual night.
The sky looming above was an endless expanse of pitch black, void of stars or moonlight.
Jagged rock formations jutted from the ground, casting faint, distorted shadows in the dim glow of Daniel's flickering flame.
He had to create fire just to see his surroundings.
Yet the light barely extended beyond a few meters.
It was as if the darkness itself was devouring the flames.
The oppressive silence pressed in on him, broken only by the occasional distant echo of something moving beyond sight.
Daniel raised his head.