Inside the small world, the golden portal had completely vanished, releasing an array of terrifying native creatures.
Soon, this place would transform into a bona-fide killing field.
Including Tu Wa Zi and others, a vast array of creatures rushed towards the exit, for if they were left behind, they could potentially be trapped here, fated to face a tidal wave of indigenous creatures - a near certain death.
In the distance.
A gigantic butterfly, vibrant with colors, took flight, trailing iridescent streams of light, also rushing on its way.
This butterfly was terrifying; its body was covered in numerous runes, dazzling as if shrouded in radiant glow.
Especially wherever it passed, with thunderous rumbles and an electrical haze, no creature dared to approach, all avoided it from a distance.
"Ah, it's that little butterfly!"
Tu Wa Zi and Gu Chen's eyes sparkled, eager to catch it but eventually decided against it.
