Those enormous, towering gray-white stones were perfectly square, as though they had existed here from the very beginning, surrounding Lu Ban and Charlotte.
Lu Ban had no idea what kind of logic these stones—the corpses of the people of the Glorious Realm—were acting according to. He only knew that even if an avatar of an Old One were beside him now, he might still find it difficult to escape alive.
Charlotte looked around at the stones. She did not seem particularly flustered. From within her crimson eyes, writhing tentacles spread outward.
The next moment.
Lu Ban saw the beautiful woman in the cheongsam, with her graceful and alluring figure, swell up all over.
It was as though all her muscles had expanded dozens of times. She abruptly changed from a petite, adorable woman into a bloated, obese Mass of Flesh.
Countless eyes opened across the Mass of Flesh, while thick, slick tentacles extended outward and wrapped around the stones.
Lu Ban saw that any tentacle touching the stones, which had already awakened, began turning gray-white. They grew rigid and sluggish, as though they were becoming stone.
But soon, he no longer had eyes.
The instant he witnessed Charlotte's transformation, Lu Ban completely collapsed, inside and out.
He transformed into a puddle of watery flesh, scattering across the ground and flowing everywhere.
Before his fluid form could touch the stones, Charlotte's tentacles sucked him away without leaving a single drop behind.
The tentacles that had turned to stone snapped at once. From those gray-white tentacles, enormous eyeballs and lumps of flesh began to corrode the stones in reverse.
Soon, the stones closest to Charlotte had all mutated into monsters covered in eyeballs, with blurry flesh coating their surfaces. They remained motionless, as though they had truly welcomed death.
As for the