Chapter 135 The War Was Far From Over

• Deep within the folds of existence, far from the mortal plane and even the watchful gaze of Olympus, the ruins of the Shadow Realm quivered in a broken silence.
• Once a fortress of impenetrable darkness and sprawling chaos, the realm now resembled a battlefield that had been swallowed by its own defeat. Great black spires, once proud and menacing, lay shattered in heaps of ash and crumbling stone.
• Rivers of smoke oozed across the cracked and broken ground, slithering through the rubble like dying serpents. The very air itself tasted of bitterness and failure, thick with a heavy stench of burning magic and decayed hope.