Meanwhile, somewhere in The Endless Abyss.
Zeke Veridian and Rhys Blackwood had transformed into human forms, delving deeper with furrowed brows, their eyes alertly scanning the surroundings.
They had been searching within for a long time, yet hadn't seen a single trace of anyone.
The Endless Abyss seemed like a vast maze, trapping them inside.
The environment was hostile, with magma rivers branching out endlessly, like fiery serpents coiling and twisting along the ground.
The air was filled with a scorching aura, painting their faces red, sweat constantly trickling down their foreheads, evaporating instantly from the ground's heat.
Zeke and Rhys's Talent Abilities weren't of the Fire Element type, so they weren't well-adapted to this environment.
Zeke's brow was furrowed with frustration, as he wiped the sweat from his face and coldly said, "This damned place is like a furnace; if we can't find anyone soon, we'll be roasted dry first."
