Chapter 872 Into the Underworld

This is a world between black and white.

There are things like spider silk hanging on the weathered trees, the gray ground is covered with swamps, the damp and cold air is full of disgusting stench, and the empty plains are full of skeletons…

The sky here is a cloudy gray, like the darkest rainy day.

The strong air of death billows at the end of the line of sight, withered, cold, hopeless, and lifeless.

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