The moment Kaelios snapped his fingers, the world around Alex shifted entirely.
The vibrant garden filled with flowers and statues dissolved into a swirling vortex of shadows and ash, leaving him disoriented for a brief second.
Alex's feet hit the ground hard, and he instantly noticed the air was heavy with the stench of sulfur and decay.
[You have entered the Abyssal Wasteland.]
[Warning: This is a Tier-8 Area. Recommended Level: 1000.]
Brushing off the ash clinging to his armor, Alex surveyed his surroundings.
The land was a barren expanse of jagged obsidian rocks and rivers of molten lava, stretching endlessly in all directions.
The sky above churned with ominous black and red clouds, crackling with the occasional bolt of dark lightning.
Every breath was thick with heat, making the atmosphere oppressive.
"Abyssal Wasteland," Alex muttered, his voice calm despite the hostile environment.
