While Little Grape's main field of vision lingered on the "Plague Eye" on the forehead opposite him, he drooled with greed,
William's own eyes, however, were fixed on Dugar's lower body—the part where his internal organs had been wildly split, deformed, and fused together by the Abyss's corruption, then wrapped and pierced by countless black tentacles,
It looked chaotic, but under the effect of darkness, it formed an indescribable whole. If one stared at it long enough, one could even make out a face within it—a true face belonging to Dugar.
Rot and pain,
Pus and madness,
He had long since lost himself without realizing it.
The innkeeper's condition is similar. Her lower body is completely chaotic... It seems that the Tenth Abyss really likes targeting individuals' lower bodies. Tsk~ It's a little unpleasant.
Thinking of that, as well as the Tenth Abyss whose origins they would investigate later, William felt a chill run through his lower body.
At that very moment, while William was distracted, Dugar began chanting a string of maddening ancient words.
All the plague in the Plague-bed region instantly gathered before him, forming, weaving, and shaping itself into a pair of floating "Plague Arms." Tentacles representing the Abyss coiled across their surfaces.
Dugar himself floated into the air with the aid of magic,
He could control the enormous Plague Arms with his mind, or operate them by swinging his own arms,
However, the enormous arms did not immediately move toward William. Instead, they chose to slam downward with all their might!
Boom!
The seemingly sturdy ground was directly shattered by the two fists. Anyone who did not know better might have thought it was shoddy construction... In truth, Dugar had deliberately made the structure this way so that he could deal with an emergency like the