[You have extracted 'Crown of the Abyss God' (Artifact++).]
Alex stared at the pitch-black crown in his hands.
It was the only thing left after Vyran disappeared.
And it was anything but ordinary.
Dark energy pulsed from its jagged frame.
It wouldn't stop trembling, almost as if it were alive, barely holding itself together.
"Damn," he muttered, narrowing his eyes.
[Description: Wear it.]
That was it.
No details.
No warnings.
Nothing.
Just an instruction to put it on.
That was usually a bad sign.
Then, a voice exploded in his head.
"Fucking hell."
"HOLY SHIT—!"
Alex yelped, nearly dropping the crown as he spun around.
"Alphox?! Where the hell have you been?!"
The primordial darkness dragon groaned inside his soul space.
"I was fighting some figures in my space, and my senses got cut off."
"It was crazy."
Figures?
Alex didn't even want to know.
