The scene inside the planet looked like a world of death, filled with explosive sounds and chaotic space. All the weak people of that place had probably been taken far away, leaving only the powerful ones behind, locked in a brutal battle.
The main continent was drenched in blood, and a faint dark mist covered the whole atmosphere — the purest Yin of death. In the center of that continent stood a massive castle, where two groups were still fighting; one side had fewer than a hundred thousand people, while the other had five times that and was charging forward full of energy.
Darian turned to Czaza, "In this universe, the three divinities are literally three races of Heavenly Beasts. Because this universe is special, these races managed to ascend and become extremely powerful."
The woman took a deep breath, calming the two little foxes on her shoulders, who were trembling from the foul environment.
"Dan, are we gonna help?" Alear asked eagerly.
