In the open hall, lined with sculptures of divine mystical beasts, at the very head was an altar steaming and bubbling fresh with crimson. Massive crystal stalactites hung low from the ceiling, emitting subtle brilliance which lit up the entire place.
No matter how one looked at it, one would come to the conclusion that this place definitely showed signs of human touch… but the master of the hall was anything but.
Demonic ashen scales imprinted with eerie, eye-prickling crimson inscriptions. Its width boasted 4 meters — wide enough to stomach a few adult humans with ease — and its length, Roy didn't dare guess, as its body remained entwined in what seemed to be an endless coil. And worse was its head… or more correctly, its heads.
Six fiendish abyssal reptilian heads swayed slowly, with six pairs of different-colored slits trained on Roy, watching him with what seemed to be interest.
[Warning: Mutant Boss — Six Path Overlord Encountered!]
