Chapter 210 Grave Of Shadows

• *The Grave of the Darklord*
• "Morax..." I breathed, my voice barely a whisper carried away by the wind.
• Beneath the gnarled branches of the ancient tree, a pit yawned open—deep, black, and scary. It wasn’t just a hole in the earth... it pulsed. A strange, evil energy seeped from it like steam from a dying volcano, thick and choking. Smoke, dark as pitch, curled upward in slow, haunting spirals. The scent of wet, rotting soil invaded the air, heavy and strong, making it hard to breathe.