The bloody frenzy formed by the Black Death Mycelial Mat twisted and crazily gathered, spiraled, and climbed upwards.
Buzz—————
When all sounds fell silent, amidst the spreading dust and fog, people on Tianyuan Main Peak... saw four enormous tentacles that seemed like pillars supporting the sky.
They appeared in a nauseating flesh color, covered with winding veins, faintly visible between the fog and dust, exuding an ominous glow.
Just like,
four gigantic tombstones erected for Tianyuan Main Peak...
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Inside the commander's tent of the Black Scale Army, lights burned brightly.
Hua Hong's beard and hair stood on end, his old eyes bloodshot with anger. He slammed his palm heavily on the cold ironwood table and roared furiously at the iron tower-like strong man behind the desk:
