The earth trembled violently, fissures spiderwebbing across its surface as it began to crack open. A twisting miasma of dark energy emerged from these gaping wounds—somber and malevolent.
The energy carried an aura so corrupt that dragons, angels, and saintesses alike clenched their fists in suspense and unease. Just as they wondered about the source of this ominous force, a massive explosion ripped through the earth.
The ground shattered into pieces, and the entire wasteland—stretching thousands of kilometers—burst apart as countless creatures erupted into the sky.
From the depths of the ruptured earth surged an ocean of monstrosities, each a half-meter-tall embodiment of ravenous hunger. These creatures resembled mutated locusts, their exoskeletons armored with dark, chitinous shells that glistened with a viscous black liquid seeping from their bodies—their own corrupted blood.
