Chapter 313

As they traveled through winding paths and dense forests, Dexter kept a firm hand on the Abyssal Edge, feeling its faint thrum as if it pulsed with life. The weapon was both a tool and a reminder of the power he now wielded—one that he couldn’t afford to lose control of.

Their journey led them farther from familiar territory, and as they ventured into remote regions, rumors of strange occurrences grew louder. Villagers spoke of unnatural shadows, whispering of a dark presence lurking in the woods. At night, they’d gather around fires, sharing stories of missing hunters and beasts transformed into monstrous versions of themselves.

Henry listened intently, his usual light-hearted demeanor replaced with a rare seriousness. “These creatures they’re describing sound just like the Abyssal Demon,” he murmured to Dexter and Charlotte as they set up camp one evening. “Whatever’s out here, it’s spreading its influence.”

Charlotte nodded, her eyes scanning the dark woods around them. “The Abyssa
Continue to read this book on the App

Related Chapters

Latest Chapter