Pale Wings vibrated at a high frequency, carrying him back in the direction from which he had come, at an extremely fast speed.
Boom!
The flames ignited once again, and Chen Lun caught a fleeting glimpse that made his scalp tingle.
Within the dim range illuminated by the firelight, dozens of creatures called "Didak," offspring of the Ancient God, surrounded him, and in the deeper darkness where the light failed to reach, countless shadows moved.
Their number was unknowable.
They were of various forms, with not one exactly the same as another...
Some had beak-shaped horns on their heads, like giant stag beetles; others had upper bodies like giant pincer-like mouthparts, towering into the sky; and others wore dazzlingly patterned hemispherical elytra that hypnotized onlookers with their tremors... And even worse, some were covered all over in scythe-like fierce spikes, with bulging muscles.