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Chapter 892 - Into Hell

It was a land of endless fire and ruin, a place where the screams of the damned never ceased. Rivers of molten rock cut jagged paths across cracked obsidian plains, their currents filled not with water but with liquefied flesh, burning ichor, and the dissolved remnants of souls ground into nothingness. The air itself was poison, a choking miasma of sulfur and despair that clung to the lungs and corroded the spirit. Ash fell like snow, black and heavy, carrying with it the stench of rot and brimstone.

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