Three days later.
The Parasitic Spore Blood tried its best to heal the wound as Mahogany looked towards the hundred-meter-long dark world rift. The number of monsters surging out had suddenly decreased significantly. Is it over?
Boom!
As if his soul heart was violently struck by something, Mahogany suddenly glanced towards the world rift, reacting the same way as the other Plant People around him.
Suddenly!
Two Bone Spur Giant Hands extended from the darkness, gripping the edges of the rift with twenty-meter-long, menacing and powerful arms. Several Slave Monsters, who were attacked by the Plant People and hadn't managed to move away from the world rift, were flattened into a pulp with a sound like mosquitoes being swatted. Blood dripped from between the fingers.
"This, this is..."
