Outside the City of Raging Flame, within the thick grey fog, five massive eldritch monsters of indescribable form slowly raised their claws or tentacles, step by step approaching the grand city.
The ground was trembling.
The Mysterious Evil horde was hissing and roaring.
The piercing roars caused ripples to spread through the air.
In the presence of five high-rank Mysterious Evil beings, the entire world seemed to be defiled.
Within the city, grass withered, waters of the rivers turned muddy, and certain plants began to mutate.
In terms of combat power, the high-rank Mysterious Evil might be weaker than the servants of the Evil God, but when it comes to contamination ability... any one of them is an embodiment of filth.
They were drawing closer.
They emerged from a position still quite far from the Oasis, currently shrouded in the dense fog.
