They stood atop the Pyramids they each guarded. With a strange sense of ritual, they unwound the strips of cloth from their bodies, circle by circle, revealing dark, shriveled physiques as desiccated as mummies.
'What is this?'
'A sacrifice?'
The questions flashed through Wei'en's mind and were gone. He knew there was no time to explore the unknown; he had to escape these waters as fast as possible.
Just then,
As everything on the island sank, the figure in the deep chasm gradually revealed itself. Countless twisted, tangled tentacles twitched, slowly probing outward, their innumerable barbs churning the remains of Dakman Island.
On its chest, a colossal mouth filled with countless tiny worms was devouring everything around it as if feeding. As seawater rushed in, innumerable fish and aberrations from the Deep Sea were torn to shreds by those tiny worms and swept into the giant maw.
HISS!
