Istar flew through the air, looking down at the city of flesh. Her pitch-black wings intertwined with pure darkness.
"Is it a living city? Or is the city itself a gigantic monster?" Istar looked at the city before her, a trace of curiosity in her eyes.
The strangest thing was that Istar sensed an aura of danger here.
Though it was only a faint trace, that alone was absurd.
What was an aura of danger? It was the sensation of something capable of threatening one's life.
That was exactly how Istar felt now. She sensed that dangerous aura. The entire Flesh City, whether its buildings, cars, or anything else, had completely fused with flesh and blood.
Countless grotesque human faces struggled and writhed across the flesh-covered surface, trying to break free from the Flesh City.
That was why wails like the Song of Hell echoed without end.
Those human faces wanted to leave, yet they could not. That was the crucial part.
"Let's try it." Istar looked at the Flesh City before her with interest.
The purest Primordial Darkness gathered in Istar's hand, and then a black beam of light pierced straight through the fleshy outer layer.
"ROAR!!!"
The earth shook, as though Istar had touched some Taboo that should never have been touched. The entire Flesh City began to convulse.
Countless masses of flesh trembled. The city's surface surged like a stormy sea, with flesh flowing and overlapping endlessly like seawater.
Istar watched the scene with curiosity in her eyes. From beneath the Flesh City, which churned like an ocean, grotesque creatures crawled out one after another.
Some of the creatures were humanoid, some beast-like, and others half-human, half-beast. Their only shared trait was that they were all formed from flesh and blood.
The strangest part was that these