The Palace of the Parliament was a famous landmark in Romania. Guinness World Record had recognized it as the second-largest building in the world after the Pentagon. Its scale was astonishing, but influenced by the architectural style of the Former Soviet Union, it was grand without being beautiful. Amid Europe's countless exquisite buildings, it seemed somewhat rigid and severe.
Sean landed in Constitution Square. The broad ground was covered in winding curves, countless streams of blood woven into bizarre patterns. Driven by some mysterious power, they seemed to burn with flames, giving off rising mist. A thick smell of sulfur filled the air, and the temperature was far higher than outside, as though he had entered a steaming furnace.
The young man had already formed a vague suspicion. He had not expected that Hell Lord to possess such an enormous plan. If Mephisto truly completed the ritual, the age of Dark Creatures would likely descend once again. The solid line of defense established by the Three Sanctums and Kamar-Taj would also suffer an unprecedented shock.
He looked toward the majestic palace in the distance. This massive structure, also known as the Palace of the Parliament, was built with expensive marble and high-quality wooden beams. It had sixteen floors, stood 275 feet tall, and contained more than a thousand rooms. The Ceaușescu family, who had ruled Romania at the time, had spent six years and two billion dollars constructing this grand edifice. Yet even when Eastern Europe underwent drastic changes and the regime shifted, it had never been fully completed.
Through his psychic senses, Sean glimpsed a vast current gathered like black clouds and a dark tide, mixed with fire and lava. Without question, it was Mephisto's immense power. It seemed the other party had already begun the reincarnation ritual. The