Chapter 75: Probing the Bottom of Dragon Lake

Within Jefferson's line of sight, beneath the placid surface of Dragon Lake, dense Black Energy was boiling up in roiling plumes. It gathered over the lake into a mass shaped like a thunderhead. Inside that cloud, faint glints of blood pulsed, as if something monstrous were brewing. The air felt warped and sinister-foul, reeking of blood and filth. It crawled over his skin. Jefferson sucked in a sharp breath, every hair on his body bristling. Only one word came to mind: terrifying. He wiped the...