Kronos, that unlucky bastard, had only wanted to fix the ladder and climb Outside the Wall for a look. He used whatever materials were at hand, so the ladder's quality was easy enough to imagine.
It was a bridge, a doorway, a river, or even a tree.
The difference lay in how the observer saw it, in the angle from which they viewed things.
But that was only in the past. No matter what it had once been, it was now damaged. The moment Su Ming arrived, he could feel an incomplete, fractured sensation, and he heard a painful, mournful cry.
It sounded as though some gigantic beast was howling in the distance, its voice low and drawn-out.
Within this shattered space, everything had become twisted and inverted, as if heaven and earth had been turned upside down.
The sky was no longer azure, but small patches of black, like the scales of a serpent. Faint purple light seeped from the gaps, those rays seeming alive as they stretched and contracted unpredictably.
The ground was no longer level either, but jagged and uneven. Stone and soil intertwined, making it impossible to walk steadily. Mountains jutted out sideways from midair, while minerals wrapped around the dirt in reverse. With every step, the gravity he felt was different.
Plants existed here, but the trees, flowers, and grass no longer resembled the lush, vivid greenery he remembered. They were ghostly streaks of black and white, as though branded onto a blackish-purple backdrop.
The air was filled with a thick stench, somewhat like sulfur but not quite. It smelled even less like something a human could emit than Deadpool did. Some evil force seemed to be at work, filling this space with ominous signs.
Sound had become distorted here as well. Even the sounds