Roar...
With a deafening roar, the Flood Dragon King's true form, dozens of meters long, surged forward like a moving mountain,
rampaging through the mass of monsters. Wherever he went, monsters were sent flying, their screams ringing out.
Yet a closer look revealed that the Flood Dragon King's enormous body was already crawling with all manner of terrifying monsters, packed densely together.
These grotesquely shaped monsters resembled spiders, scorpions, and even octopuses. They clung tightly to the Flood Dragon King, relentlessly tearing at his flesh with sharp teeth and claws.
Deep wounds already covered the Flood Dragon King's body, blood gushing out like spring water.
But before that blood could fall to the ground, the countless monsters around him sucked it dry.
The Flood Dragon King struggled in agony, letting out waves of piercing, miserable howls that echoed through the air and made the skin crawl.
"Fuck me, what the hell are these monsters?
They're about to suck this king dry!
Die, you bastards!"
The Flood Dragon King roared furiously, his voice reverberating through the valley like thunder.
His massive body scraped repeatedly against the ground, stirring up clouds of dust.
He charged straight toward the thickest concentration of monsters, hoping to use the force of the collisions to shake off every last one of these loathsome bloodsuckers.
Yet it was all in vain.
Whenever a bloodsucking monster was shaken off, countless more surged in from every direction like a tide, immediately filling the gap.
These monsters seemed endless in number, making it impossible for the Flood Dragon King to kill them all. And who knew how many more lurked in the darkness?
"Heh heh heh... what an incredibly rich scent of flesh and blood..."
A hoarse, sinister laugh rang out as a Bone Blade viciously slashed open the