dragon fighting rooster
in the depths of the desolate darkness, there was a huge rectangular mound. no one guarded or managed it, and it seemed to have existed for a long time.
the deeper they went, the thicker the ancient and rotten aura became. from time to time, scarlet, ghost-like will-o'- the-wisps would float out.
every time this happened, an afterimage would appear on the scattered corpses, broken bones, and heads on the ground. under the illumination of the red light, the afterimage would grow longer and longer.
the fear that accompanied death would definitely scare a lord-tier master out of his wits.
"roar ..."
between the illusions, a giant dragon roared silently. using his spiritual sense as a guide, he locked onto a hazy area.
it pounced over, and with the speed of lightning, it released a conical soul tsunami, bombarding the area ruthlessly and savagely.