Chapter 380 The Breaking of the Realms Aftermath of the Spiral War
A second after the impact...
The sky is silent, trapped in the emptiness of a shattered mirror, as if the entire universe is holding its breath.
There are no words spoken; only a suffocating silence wraps the heart in anxiety.
No light illuminates the surroundings, just the thick darkness, covering everything with a frightening black curtain.
No colors paint the panorama; it feels as if the world has lost its palette, leaving behind a monotonous, gloomy gray ash.
Reality has come to a halt.
All dimensions overlap, like layers of torn paper swirling in a storm, caught in the eerie silence.
Time appears frozen; the crystal seconds that should flow are now trapped in a static loop, holding everything in silence.
Meaning blurs, nearly becoming insignificant, like a fading shadow as a new light tries to penetrate the darkness.
In the midst of the emptiness...
The ashes of Joanna and the ashes of old laws swirl, flying in a terrifying slow-motion dance, like ghosts waltzing in the wind.