The Void's System Chapter 152: Whispers of Silver

owhere deeper in the twisting heart of the market—beyond the bustling stalls and cheerful chatter—stood a figure cloaked in silver robes. Their hood was lowered, revealing long, snow-white hair that shimred with an unnatural sheen. Passersby seed to ignore him, as if their minds were veiled by a silent enchantnt.

He stood still, eyes glowing with eerie calm as he whispered:

"He is here."

The wind stilled.

A mont later, the silver figure vanished in a swirl of wind and sparks—no flash, no sound. Just... gone.

Then the cobblestones beneath where he stood began to crack.

A soft, blue fla flickered into existence.

Then another.

Then ten.

The fla didn't burn like regular fire—it hissed with magic, devouring stone and steel with quiet hunger.

Screams echoed in the distance as the blue blaze spread rapidly through the alleyways. rchants fled. Guards scrambled to react. The sky above shimred briefly as if rejecting what had been summoned into the world.

And amidst the chaos, the only words that remained, etched faintly into the charred stone where the figure once stood