Suddenly, a piercing whistle emanated from the altar, a sound that seemed capable of penetrating the soul, sending shivers down the spine.
Immediately, countless venomous creatures burst forth from the altar like a raging tide, unleashing an unstoppable disaster.
These creatures varied in form, grotesque and terrifying, making one's skin crawl. Some were covered in sharp poisonous barbs, which flickered with a ghostly green glow in the darkness, as if coated with deadly venom; others were gigantic, resembling fierce little beasts, with mouths dripping with green venom. Wherever they passed, the ground was instantly corroded into dark black trails, exuding a pungent stench.
They spread their limbs wide, frantically rushing toward the sleeping Ming Army Camp, as if inescapable nightmares.
The Ming army soldiers, sound asleep and ill-prepared, were suddenly swarmed by the creatures like a storm.
