336 Choice of the Holy Knight

Joshua, now the center of everyone's curiosity, was observing Robzek's dreamland.

It was a vast, barren wasteland.

A thick haze the color of yellow-green permeated the air. The ground was like a swamp and filled with dark green mud. Corroded and withered trees stood around. An infinite number of twisted and horrifying Chaos existences wandered in such an environment.

This was the Plagued Land, and those were the minions of the Evil God of Pestilence. They came in varying species and shapes but not a single one of them bore the resemblance of an ordinary living thing. Even the most 'normal' of them was a bunch of flesh put together as a combination of cyst and organs. Their bodies were filled with swaying barbs and appendages that brimmed with sticky liquids of a rotten smell, which they eject off their bodies occasionally.

And there was a squad fighting and slaying these revolting demonic monsters in such an environment.