In the immeasurably deep darkness of the Endless Abyss lay a plane thoroughly steeped in darkness and evil.
The immensely dense blood aura here hung like tangible fog, heavily blanketing every inch of space. It intertwined and merged with the equally surging Abyss Power, creating a grotesque atmosphere that inspired both nausea and terror.
This mingled power seemed alive as it slowly flowed and churned, endlessly corroding everything around it and immersing the entire plane in boundless pain and madness.
Upon entering this Abyss Plane, one would be greeted by a vast, boundless crimson plain.
The plain appeared ordinary at first, but a closer look revealed in horror that its seemingly level ground was entirely made of writhing flesh.
Like living creatures with awareness, the flesh constantly twisted, contracted, and swelled, producing chilling gurgles as though recounting endless pain and resentment.
Scarlet streams spread densely across the plain of flesh like hideous scars.
They ran through enormous swollen tumors, which resembled sinister hills. Their surfaces were covered in blood vessels and mucus, releasing a pungent stench of blood.
The blood in those streams was not ordinary blood, but evil blood infused with Abyss Power.
It seeped into the surrounding tumors, pouring an endless supply of evil power into them and making them ever larger and more grotesque.
From time to time, a tumor let out a dull rumble. Then its surface began to tremble violently as cracks rapidly spread across it.
With an earth-shattering explosion, the tumor split apart completely, and a demonic beast covered in scalding blood crawled out.
These demonic beasts came in all shapes and sizes. Some had vicious fangs and sharp claws, while others possessed enormous wings and twisted limbs. Their eyes glowed blood-red, filled with madness and a desire for slaughter.
The moment they crawled