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Rumble!
The mountain peak shattered. With the Laws of the outside world blocked, it did not repair itself, and what lay inside gradually came fully into view.
The sight before him was horrifying!
Within Blackstone Mountain lay an immense, unfathomable cavern. Streams of Flame of Destruction, thick as liquid, rolled out of it, only to silently merge with the surrounding space without a trace escaping.
Beside the cavern leading into the unknown stood countless pools of all sizes. A closer look revealed that each was filled with red blood, with shriveled corpses sitting cross-legged inside. The scene was uncanny.
The Blood Pools and corpses flickered in and out of sight, as though embedded in the void. They were hazy, and falling rocks passed through them without touching them, as if they were illusions.
Every corpse radiated a fierce presence. Even though they were insubstantial, Baal could still feel it. Such a presence seemed possible only for gods!
Most horrifying of all, a huge black chain ran from the center of each corpse. The chains moved like living things, slowly winding into the cavern filled with Flame of Destruction. They drew something indescribable from the corpses and carried it into the cavern.
Baal studied the scene with a grave expression. He stepped forward and gently reached toward a corpse, only for his arm to pass straight through it.
"Just an illusion? Or..."
As he pondered, Baal turned his gaze back to the cavern of destruction at the center,