Gray-white, twisted figures poured from the Nest's countless openings like a flood of muddy water. Their ear-splitting shrieks filled the shattered, warped space in an instant!
Their forms were hideous and misshapen. Some bristled with jagged bone spurs, some were masses of mangled flesh, and others were nothing more than unstable energy that throbbed and pulsed.
But every one of them radiated pure chaos and a desire to destroy.
"Heh heh... He's caught up in it, just as we thought! These Chaos Creations never end. Let's see how long he lasts!" A voice hidden in an unknown dimension gloated openly.
"Hmph. The fool will soon be worn down and become part of this filthy place," another voice chimed in, thick with contempt.
Qin Chuan's gaze was cold. He ignored the clamor.
He focused completely. A dark dagger appeared in his hand, dense Shadow Energy flowing over it like liquid and giving its edge a fearsome gleam.
"Scripps, clear out the small fry!"
"Roar!"
Scripps had been holding back his anger for too long. At the command, his stifled growl erupted into a world-shaking roar.
His massive dragon body jolted, and terrifying Shadow Energy swept outward like a storm of destruction, swallowing and annihilating dozens of twisted monsters at the front!
At the same time, he opened his jaws and unleashed a thick, black Dragon Breath. Space itself seemed to corrode and melt in its path, while the Chaos Creations dissolved like snow.
In that same instant, Qin Chuan became a blurred afterimage almost impossible to follow with the naked eye.
Countless energy throwing knives formed from Shadow Power and shot into the densest clusters of monsters with deadly precision, like a swarm of death.
Each knife ricocheted from one target to the next, sending ripples of death through the cramped