As Su Wen deliberated, the chaos grew increasingly intense, though it remained within controllable limits.
"Run! Get out of here—go as far as you can!"
A young man shouted. Though his voice trembled with fear, he was trying to awaken the crowd's instinct to survive.
People began fleeing in panic, but the spiked carapaces seemed alive, spreading at astonishing speed and chasing after them. Every step was accompanied by sharp piercing sounds and the echoing tremors of the ground.
"No... don't!
Spare us!"
A girl fell to the ground. Her younger brother clutched her hand tightly beside her, their eyes filled with terror, as though they were facing the inescapable shadow of death.
Amid this chaos and despair, every cry and every sob seemed like a silent accusation against the unknown disaster, as well as a profound realization of life's fragility and helplessness.
At that very moment, Jiang Menghan actually completed the emergency repairs to all critical danger points, ensuring the safety of the vast majority of personnel.
But even that safety
was only temporary!
Then, amid an earth-shaking roar, an enormous monster, more than a dozen stories tall and seemingly made of endless carapaces nested around some sort of fleshy tentacles, slowly awakened from deep beneath the earth:
Its main body consisted of countless intertwined fleshy tentacles, their surfaces coated in viscous fluid and gleaming with an ominous ghostly light.
Every wriggle was accompanied by a nauseating murmur,
like whispers from the depths of hell.
Layer upon layer of incomparably hard carapaces were embedded between those tentacles.
The carapaces were covered in intricate patterns. Every piece resembled a stone tablet from an ancient civilization, recording Forbidden Knowledge and radiating an evil aura capable of warping reality.
Their edges were sharp as blades. Even the toughest alloys seemed unbearably fragile