Chapter 67: Vault No. 999 - A Scheming Showdown!
The rail became steeper as they kept going deeper into the abyss.
Every other row of Vaults was farther than each other, Kai realized. The speed, though, was still the same. It was fast, with hell-wind blasting against their faces, trying to strip them off the skin.
When the cart stopped with a jerk, the darkness wasn’t alone in greeting them.
Cold; a bone-chilling gust of wind rolled around them like a blanket of death.
The cold kept becoming colder.
Some coldness were known to have animalistic tendencies, trying to bite into flesh, one layer after another. This cold, though, was just plain sad. It did have a vileness to it, and Kai doubted if he would be ever happy again.
Something clicked in his mind, and Kai shuddered in terror.
He wasn’t alone, though.
"Take it out, sir," the High Guard growled.
The High Goblin was shaking like a leaf. Mr. Gilson’s voice jolted the goblin and he hastily reached into his robes, taking out a black bag. The color of the bag was so dark that even the surroundings felt impotent compared to it. The High Goblin opened the cover, and a white sun rose, blinding the unseen depths of the abyss.
Kai felt a rush of pure light around him. Eyes squinted, he looked at the thing.