End of the Slumber

CHAPTER 244: End of the Slumber

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In a vast land, hundreds of miles away from the Beast Continent, a desolate landscape stretched out.

The ground was dry, cracked by countless fissures that snaked like wounds.

A hissing wind stirred up clouds of gray dust, and the very air seemed burdened with an invisible oppression that would suffocate any normal person.

The sky above this barren land was completely covered by a vast blanket of dark clouds, making it almost impossible for any beam of light to penetrate and strike this dead land.

Toward the northern center of this vast land, there was an irregular depression, a wide rift that stretched for who knew how many miles.

Here, the earth was darker, as if it had been stamped with large amounts of ink.

In the depths of this rift, in an area where visibility was completely absent, the sound of a faint heartbeat echoed.