Zich stood on the black wasteland, his gaze locked firmly on the slumbering altar in the distance as the surrounding awakened magical beasts silently turned toward it.
Boom!
The ground around the altar suddenly exploded, and a pitch-black arm reached out from underground. That arm was several meters thick, its surface covered in rock-like black scales, and five sharp claws slowly gripped the ground.
Immediately after, a second arm appeared, then shoulders. Finally, an enormous demonic creature over a dozen meters tall slowly stood up from behind the altar. It did not have a complete body. A great amount of black bone and flesh seemed forcibly spliced together by some kind of power, and its red eyes hovered in the center of its chest.
His gaze narrowed slightly.
[Wasteland Slumberer]
[Level: ???]
[Status: Not fully awakened.]
[Special Rule: Every time it absorbs the life force of one wasteland magical beast, its awakening level increases.]
