256 Netherstorm

"Merlin, look…" Solomon suddenly paled, his delighted expression had been replaced by dread as he pointed towards the void with a shaky hand.

"What is it?"

"Over there, quick, look there!" Solomon's voice was completely different.

"Shit!" Lin Yun followed Solomon's finger, a bit surprised, and suddenly cursed.

A hint of red could be seen from the deep darkness.

It was spreading its bloody light, echoing with booming thunder and whistling gales while emitting berserk mana through the void in an instant.

"Shit, that's the Netherstorm!" Lin Yun cursed. Lin Yun had seen the same scene 30,000 years in the future, when Noscent was reaching its end. The sky was ripped open, blood and flames spread as Noscent echoed with its final sounds.

Lin Yun clearly remembered. This was the last scene he saw, the void dyed red, the thunder and gales ripping the earth apart, the whole world sinking in eternal darkness.