The God-blessed each used their own abilities.
A few who possessed self-healing abilities had already regrown their gouged-out eyes.
Desire's eyes were also healed by a God-blessed who walked over.
The curse did not descend upon their eyes again.
Though they might be cursed again, losing their eyes would greatly reduce their combat strength.
Desire did not refuse his companion's treatment.
At a time like this, every bit of additional fighting strength meant a better chance of victory.
Only a few God-blessed, afraid of repeating the same mistake, refused treatment. In any case, they had Magic Eyes. Although maintaining Magic Eyes required extra energy, the consumption was different when they were condensed around oneself versus thousands or tens of thousands of miles away.
Boom!
The cave collapsed.
The sky outside was revealed.
They found themselves in a green forest.
Had they gotten out?
No!
What were these things?
The great trees and weeds had twisted into grotesque forms.
They preyed upon any animal daring to approach them.
They had mutated countless tentacles, which reached around wildly in every direction.
Eyes rolled about across the trunks, seemingly tracking the movements around them.
Their bizarre shapes and colors
completely set them apart from the ordinary plants around them.
They were aberrations, horrors, monsters, outsiders.
"Blergh!"
Such abnormal things had forced their way into their minds. The sight itself seemed like an anomaly, battering their brains.
Making them vomit involuntarily.
Their minds spun, while countless whispers seemed to drift from all around them, yet also ring directly beside their ears.
Desire's expression changed again and again.
An illusion?
Or an illusionary realm?
Why did those things give him such a strange sense of familiarity? It was as if he had seen them somewhere before, but Desire searched through all his past memories.
He