The Monarch - Chapter 647: A climb

... hat swayed gently with the wind, as if breathing alongside the earth. Its slopes were steep, yet alive, speckled with rare flowers and natural crystals that reflected a subtle light. Large arcane inscriptions were carved into the stones that emerged from the vegetation, glowing in golden tones under the cloudy sky, written in languages forgotten even by the gods.

At the summit, golden towers protruded like ceremonial thorns, reflecting celestial light with an almost blinding intensity. R ...