A faint crimson mist, seemingly thin yet brimming with terrifying power, rose from the edge of the eerie graveyard.
It formed a translucent, half-red barrier.
It had been formed by fusing the graveyard's trees, red snow, and Black Bone's power, then compressing them to the utmost limit.
"Look at those trees!"
Someone in the group called out, and everyone turned to look.
Every branch of the enormous bone-spiked trees bore red balls of flesh. Something within them was constantly writhing, testing the thickness of the flesh membranes as though trying to break free.
"What are those things?"
"No idea, but doesn't it feel like they're about to come out?" The councilors knew absolutely nothing about this "Object One."
They had no idea what would happen next, nor whether this horrifying phenomenon was even part of the correct process. Everyone looked toward the deputy clan leader.
"There is no need to panic!"
The deputy clan leader spoke to reassure them. Naturally, he knew what was happening.
When the clan leader had told him everything before, he had gained a rough understanding of the process. Though he did not know the details, it was enough for him to prepare himself mentally.
Besides, he could not show the slightest hint of fear now.
He was the backbone of the team!
Watching the flesh balls on the trees continue to grow, their outlines becoming increasingly grotesque, he knew this was the ultimate manifestation of his clan's Black Bone power—a force that seemed to be constantly "gestating" was continually being activated.
This was pure benevolence born amid ultimate evil and sin.
To the Marrow Eaters, it was a purifying force.
When the entire clan faced destruction, these fruits would unleash the power the Darkness Clan had accumulated over four hundred years.
It was power drawn