Chapter 5729 Found It
- Grotesque beasts born of this hell occasionally surfaced—misshapen things forged from gore and resentment. Most felt the army's might and sank back, yet a few charged and were torn apart with casual brutality.
- The search crawled on—long, monotonous, yet steeped in peril with every heartbeat.
- Every so often, the heavens ripped apart, spawning blood-red storms loaded with wild spatial energy and soul-shattering force.