Chapter 700 – You Stepped on My Wing
Vizreel raised his sword again.
Before he could strike…
The floor moved.
Not cracked.
Not opened.
It liquefied.
The marble beneath their feet melted into swirling black-and-silver void patterns that spun like a cosmic drain.
Vizreel grabbed Lux's collar instinctively as gravity reversed.
The floor sucked them downward.
Hard.
Both of them dropped as if the universe suddenly decided they weighed negative infinity. The corridor ceiling stretched upward, warping into a spiraling tunnel of collapsing reality layers.
Lux's horns clipped a passing rune panel.
Vizreel's wings scraped dimensional edges, sending sparks of fractured judgment script exploding around them.
They fell.
Lux tried to activate teleport again.
[System ERROR: Spatial anchors unavailable.]
[Dimension identified: LIMBO POCKET VARIANT.]
Lux groaned mid-fall. "Again? Seriously? I already did this once this month!"
