Section 1220: The Gate of Phase

The darkness ahead was pitch-black, and nothing could be seen.

However, at that moment, Wodell gently tossed the oil lamp he was holding in his hand.

The lamp finally landed steadily in the center of a small hill made of white bones, and with the help of the dim light, one could vaguely see a tall throne not far away.

Is this the Darklands? A pile of skeletons and a decrepit throne?

As Angel was pondering this, Wodell lightly tapped the void with his bony scepter, and a cold breeze blew past, driving the light of the oil lamp further away.

The drifting light skimmed over the sky, burning a hole in the darkness.

Following the flight of the light, Angel faintly made out the outlines of some man-made structures deep within the darker shadows.

In his bewilderment, the once-flickering dim firelight suddenly burst into brilliance, like a sun, illuminating the darkness of an entire region!