Chapter 462 - new destination

The sky over the Human Continent was now nothing more than a vault of ashes and crimson vapors, a distorted mirror of the hell that Lucifer and Aeshma had unleashed upon these once fertile lands. The demonic mana, thick and suffocating like an invisible molasses, had spread into every corner, seeping into the lungs of the last survivors and corrupting the earth down to its roots. The human continent was now only a distant memory, a ghost capital surrounded by a basalt desert where even the wind seemed to moan in agony. As far as the eye could see, the villages were nothing but smoking charnel houses, piles of stones and bones where deformed monsters born from the forced mutation of the inhabitants roamed.