Chapter 313: Finally Meet!
The fall was a masterclass in psychological terror.
Damien and Isabelle plummeted down the colossal chasm, encased in the blinding silver light of the Platinum Prince’s absolute [Stagnant Eternity].
Outside this five-meter-wide tube of frozen time, the stampede of the abyss was paused mid-frenzy.
As they fell at terminal velocity, accelerated by a localized gravity field Isabelle was projecting, Damien looked through the shimmering silver barrier.
Millions of monsters were locked in place. He saw the gaping, multi-jointed maw of a Tier 7 Centipede inches from the barrier, its toxic green saliva suspended like glass beads in the air. He saw an 8th-Order Asura mid-swing, its muscles bulging, its face a mask of absolute, screaming panic.
They were falling through a museum of suspended nightmares.
"The Prince’s power is terrifying," Isabelle whispered over the roaring wind, her ruby eyes tracking the frozen leviathans whizzing past them.
"To hold all of this... even with half his body destroyed..."
"Yeah but at what cost," Damien said, his voice cold but layered with genuine respect. "He bought us a straight shot. Let’s not waste it."
FWOOSH.
They burst out of the bottom of the chasm, the silver tunnel ending abruptly as they crossed the threshold into Layer 7: The Primordial Wilds.
Damien flared his [King’s Mantle], preparing for an immediate onslaught of the ancient jungle’s native horrors. He gripped the Pantheon Sword, his Eclipse Core revving up.