Despair

The horde of four-hooves mutated beasts were fleeing at high speed with more than a hundred eight-tentacled Mirage Creatures chasing after them. Tentacles were coming out from nowhere, whipping like lightning or twisting with power. The four hooves-mutated beasts were quickly dying, one after another.

"Too frightening." Lord You Lan looked pleased with the scene. He quickly flew over until he was no more than five kilometers away from the central long vine. Because of the short distance remaining, in the blink of an eye, he already arrived at the vine.