Beyond the distant void lay an ancient, abandoned prison!
Kill...
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble...
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...
High in the sky, roars boiled over as corpses fell like raindrops, a scene of utter carnage. Below, amid a ruined hall, several towering figures stood in silent oppression for a long, long time.
"These Abyssal Devils are simply too powerful. We have exhausted every effort, and without the foundation of the Void Phantom World, even if we lingered here and dragged things out for another year or two, what use would that be? We... have no hope left! I never imagined that the ancient Voidwalker Civilization would be utterly ruined in my hands and march toward extinction!"
The final King of Void World-Destroyers of the Voidwalker Civilization removed the crown atop his head, the symbol of the Voidwalker Civilization's authority and legacy. Feeling the last faint Eternal Soul within his body, a Void Tear slipped from his pale violet eyes.
With a clang, the Void Tear transformed into a Void Meteorite and fell to the ground.
Wandering through the void, exploring the historical ruins of one destroyed civilization after another, the Voidwalker Civilization had existed for far too many ages. Its legends had spread throughout countless world clusters. They had been the spark that spread mutual understanding between civilizations, linking one world cluster after another.
A flourishing civilization, unique art, ancient history, an enduring legacy.
Yet all of it was gone. Endless Abyssal Demon Dragons, summoned by the roars of Abyssal Devils and Abyssal Devil Ancestors, had long since smashed the Voidwalker Civilization to pieces. Only a few small gathering points remained, relying on their ancient civilization's legacy as they fought to the death.
Yet it was nothing more than futile struggling. These small strongholds were