Chapter 401 – God's Gate (Part 38)
A sudden, suffocating silence fell over the entire platform like a storm cloud swallowing the sky. It was not merely the absence of sound—it was as if the world itself had gone still, holding its breath. The chaos that had ruled moments ago—the clatter of chains, the frantic shouts of prisoners, even the eerie whispers clawing at Arthur's mind—vanished all at once, replaced by a stillness so absolute it screamed.
Then came the pressure.
A crushing weight descended upon them, invisible and yet undeniable, like the very atmosphere had turned solid. Everyone hit the ground as if gravity had multiplied tenfold. Bodies collapsed where they stood, knees buckled, backs hunched. Faces twisted in silent agony. They couldn't scream. They couldn't even grunt. It was as if the very concept of resistance had been stripped from them.
