At the entrance of The Fiend nest, blood had already formed a River, and the stench of blood assaulted their senses.
the huge tentacles were covered with sharp spikes, and they were pierced by strings of corpses, which were constantly dancing in the air.
Together with the huge devil head sculpture, it gave off the feeling of a devil sticking out its tongue and greedily licking its prey.
As for the demonic servants, they were just delicacies in its mouth, making it drool.
"Save me!"
ah, help me! Hurry up, you bastards!
I don't want to die! Attack the tentacles! I beg you!
The demonic servants 'shrieks were endless. For them to be so imploring, they were clearly in great pain.
The tentacles seemed soft, but they could become as hard as steel at any time. They could destroy the target's body and absorb the blood essence and bone marrow.
