"RUMBLE!!!"
Without any warning, a violent tremor spread across the layers of the Abyss.
The vast fiendish realms shook continuously as one of their layers began to collapse, tearing itself apart after failing to withstand the catastrophic power unleashed during a Paragon-tier battle. Mountains split, skies fractured, and the laws that sustained that realm unraveled like threads pulled too tight.
Vlad could not help but reveal a complicated expression.
A few years ago, news that a layer of the Abyss had been destroyed would have filled him with nothing but excitement and anticipation. The fall of an enemy realm would have meant opportunity, chaos, and growth.
But things were different now.
The Abyss was no longer just a battlefield.
It was becoming his stronghold.
Losing a piece of it was far from ideal.
After a few seconds, however, the True Depravita of Wrath simply shrugged.
