Wilderness.
The sky was dark, and the dry, cold wind howled across the land, making a ghostly wailing sound.
"Woo~woo~"
Suddenly, this sound grew louder, then turned into a rumbling roar.
On the distant horizon, an endless horde of abnormal creatures appeared, rushing forward like a flood breaking through a dam, instantly "devouring" everything.
But they were not attacking; they were fleeing.
Desperate to escape.
Behind the horde of abnormal creatures, countless storm airships appeared, chasing them while continuously releasing magic rune gliding bombs, carpet-bombing the area, leaving no bodies or vegetation behind.
Occasionally, some powerful abnormal creatures in the horde tried to resist. For example, a dual-headed abnormal lion ran to a depression in the terrain, stopped, raised its two heads, and aimed at the nearest storm airship overhead.
The mouths opened, and a ball of red energy and a ball of blue energy formed inside, ready to be unleashed.
"Boom!"
