What appeared on the light screen was a vast underground cavern illuminated by magical light sources.
The cave walls were smooth, as though they had been forcibly carved out by some immense power. In the distance lay an inky darkness, like a bottomless abyss capable of swallowing all things, silently awaiting the arrival of visitors.
But none of that was important.
Above the cavern and throughout certain areas stretched enormous tentacles, crisscrossing one another. They resembled Unspeakable Things that had grown from some unknown place, wandering like ghosts through the depths underground.
And these images displayed them directly before the world.
A single glance was enough to fill one with fear, as though it had long been engraved into the deepest instincts of every living creature.
Great Axe and Wang Gulas could also be seen in the footage. Compared with those tentacles, they were as tiny as ants. The two of them walked toward the depths of the cavern, as though stepping into the darkness leading to the abyss of the underworld.
After a brief silence, sharp intakes of breath rang out one after another.
Almost everyone stared fixedly at the images on the light screen. Clearly, the enormous tentacles spanning the underground had brought them an immense shock.
Luo Chuan could not help widening his eyes slightly as well.
Even though he had anticipated it beforehand, imagining it in his mind was one thing, while personally seeing the recorded scene was another.
The key to textual descriptions lay in filling in the gaps with one's imagination. Only with images as a supplement could one more clearly experience the oppressive sensation brought by the scene, something that had long surpassed the bounds of mortal reason.
Most members of the Elder Council were much the same. This was also their first