Eternal Chaos of Limbo.
Ever since the Lord of the Nine Hells had shoved the Bottomless Abyss into this boundless ocean, the already incomparably chaotic Sea of Limbo had become more terrifying than ever before.
At the heart of the ocean, the fall of the Bottomless Abyss had created a colossal whirlpool capable of devouring the entire Prime Material Plane.
Meanwhile, the islands that had once floated in midair now behaved like deranged stars, sometimes plunging into the sea, sometimes shooting skyward from beneath its waters, drifting amid ruptures toward the vast horizon. The aggregation and fission of elemental particles had become even more unfathomable; casting spells here had become a madman's wishful dream.
Even some ancient species that had lived here for years could no longer endure such a chaotic environment and began a great exodus.
From afar, a group of enormous Slaad could be seen migrating away from the great whirlpool and the Bottomless Abyss under the direction of a Bachiz Devilfish.
Yet even so, Krazik, the Bachiz Devilfish, still felt inexplicably uneasy. He constantly had the feeling that catastrophe was about to fall upon him at any moment.
At the same time, he hesitated—wondering whether he should simply abandon the Slaad that followed him and make a tentative journey into the Bottomless Abyss at the heart of that great whirlpool.
It was as if some unseen voice were telling him that only by fleeing in that direction could he escape this calamity.
But the terrifying auras erupting there one after another had nearly scared the guts out of this lazy fish.
Those auras were almost the most chaotic, most primordial powers of Limbo he had ever encountered in his life as a fish, making his very soul tremble.
One of them even felt inexplicably familiar. Yet his