Chapter 450 – Listen
[You have created your domain.]
These words echoed all around the dungeon. Even so, the sound felt like a paused one, as if it was spreading in a space where there was no motion — only absolute stillness.
The dungeon had now become a frozen landscape with jagged spirals jutted from the ground, rising upwards. There were four of them. Each of these spirals was unique, either made of ice, water, snow, fog. They encircled each other in a wide circle.
At last, there was a fifth one standing in the middle of the four made of black frost.
Nothing moved inside.
Nothing except the owner of the domain, who was sitting leisurely on the top of the Spiral of Black Frost, her eyes looking down on Third Ancestor like a goddess to an ant.
Despite the stillness, Meris's hair was still shifting from element to element, and her silver eyes now had a taint of blackness inside.
