"Now, it's my turn to fight!"
After sending Kiana away, the Herrscher of Flamescion looked upon the pitch-black world beneath the sea.
She no longer had any reservations.
Provocative flames burned wildly beneath the sea, nearly illuminating a radius of a thousand meters. One had to remember that this was underwater.
Such blatant provocation naturally drew a response from the master of this place.
A voice that made one's soul crawl and could drive someone insane in an instant spread through the water. Even the Herrscher of Flamescion got goosebumps.
Not only humans—even powerful extraterrestrial races would go mad the moment they heard it.
Then an incomparably terrifying figure appeared not far away. That indescribable form constantly assailed the Herrscher of Flamescion's nerves.
Its body was an infinitely immense cone, with a flat, dull-witted wedge-shaped reptilian head above its conical torso, obscured by spiraling long hair.
That hair—or perhaps beard or mane—was formed from thick, intertwined rope-like strands, coiling and tangling like countless giant snakes or worms...
Through those Medusa-like, nauseating rope-like tendrils, a pair of vicious snake eyes stared at the girl, filled with cold, inhuman mockery and a threatening malice that could only be described as gloating.
It was utterly beyond comparison to those lesser Great Old Ones.
And this was merely the body it displayed in the present world, one that three-dimensional beings could see. Its true essence transcended ordinary limitations of time and space and could not be easily glimpsed.
The Herrscher of Flamescion naturally could glimpse it. It was something that could not be expressed through words or language.
It was that horrifying...
The Herrscher of Flamescion had no desire to tangle with such a monster. It would only continue to pollute her mood.
So the moment she attacked... she chose a killing move!
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