The smallest were at least five or six meters tall!
These behemoths hopped and scurried wantonly through the city. Their sharp maws, resembling grim iron fences, dripped with a sinister red ooze. The sight alone, even from a great distance, was enough to make one's skin crawl and stomach churn...
His senior brother's face was deathly pale as he stared at the monsters, his body frozen stiff.
Qin Fang stared intently.
Suddenly, Qin Fang's gaze sharpened, and he noticed something below...
"Senior Brother, there are people!"
Startled, his senior brother quickly looked down...
Then he saw them: several figures in black had appeared at the city gate. They carried gourd-like objects and were pouring some kind of liquid onto the ground, using it to draw something.
They drew as they walked...
The sight left the two of them stunned. Looking closer, they finally realized that the ground of True Martial City was covered in numerous strange, crooked patterns.
'This is...'
