In the depths of the swamp, sinister tentacles bristling with barbs and mucus emerged from the water.
The ends of the tentacles split open into mouths lined with rows of sharp teeth, like bloodthirsty eels, staring intently at the intruding prey.
Towering walls of flesh and blood, hundreds of meters high, stood all around, like being swallowed into the stomach of some colossal monster.
The surface of the fleshy walls was covered with thick, blue veins, through which purple-black lightning surged rapidly.
Each pulse emitted a dull roar, as if ready to be unleashed at any moment, bombarding the surroundings with ferocity.
Above, an endless dark sky loomed, pouring down a corrosive blood rain.
The blood rain fell onto the fatty swamp, breeding grotesque, face-less sewn abominations, dripping with filthy blood.
They stomped through the foul mud, emitting piercing shrieks, charging at Fang Cheng in the center like a zombie tide.
