The ground trembles, gray mist permeates.
The entire world gradually darkens, shrouded in a layer of shadow.
Even the brilliance of the divine barrier cannot dispel the gray mist.
Amidst the rumbling noise, the world trembles, as if something terrifying is climbing along the mountains...
The clouds in the sky suddenly roll, lightning and thunder.
Suddenly, a lightning bolt like a tongue of fire strikes, illuminating the gray mist.
Vaguely, there seems to be a giant shadow appearing above the city...
In the next moment, the last glimmer of light from the lightning is completely obscured.
The Frost Elves slowly raise their heads, the excitement of nearing their destination frozen on their faces.
In their sight, appeared a pair of crimson glowing stars.
No.
Those are not stars.
Those are a pair of eyes as huge as stars!
The needle-like pupils gleam with cold light, an ancient, vast, evil, and maddening aura slowly rises.
