"It would seem that this realm holds a great deal of secrets," Tal'Nis commented as she set her sights on the black mist.
"Yes. Perhaps too many." Astratis spoke in a solemn tone as he also eyed the black mist.
The black mist emitted a gloomy and eerie aura that penetrated into every corner of the Fourth Heart of the World.
Once the aura encompassed the area, the black mist parted as a figure emerged.
The figure was an old man in all-black attire with long gray hair and a pair of sunken eyes that matched that of an abyss.
The old man presented himself in an aloof manner—as if everything in the world was beneath him.
But, what stood out most about this individual was his overwhelming presence. It felt as though nothing in the Fourth Heart of the World could escape his grasp.
"Hm? So it is the spawn of the Heaven's Point that calls upon me. Boy, do you know what it means to call for the One Decree?" The old man said unhurriedly.
