Chapter 1811

• The fog resembled ink at the depth of the ominous ground. One would think that they were under a pond of ink. This fog was concentrated enough and nearly became liquified.
• There was one broken star above the cracked earth. It was large enough to blot out half of the sky.
• There was one particular pool here with thick blood of a black shade. More and more oozed out from the ground as if there was an endless supply below.