Siren Head, Sadako, Pig-headed Butcher

Withered leaves, barren forest, utter silence.

The army, led by Kim, halted before the desolate forest.

What could be inside?

As Jin spoke, he drew the greatsword he was carrying on his back.

He then casually swung his hand towards the forest in front of him, unleashing a terrifying wave of energy accompanied by a swift, sweeping strike.

An invisible sword aura, hundreds of meters long, was formed, stirring up the soil and hurtling towards the forest.

"Boom boom boom~"

The loud noise echoed, raising clouds of mud that formed huge ravines and uprooting the trees in the forest in front of them.

This sword energy pierced straight through the forest, essentially tearing apart a large portion of the Deadwood Forest.

It also exposed everything inside, except for the shattered trees and the piled-up dirt.

There was only a strange-looking, Withered Well in the distance.

In a daze, everyone looking at the Withered Well noticed a Eldritch Beings black shadow crawling out of it.

However, upon closer inspection, the previously shattered withered trees had all vanished as illusory bubbles.

The exposed forest was once again covered with dense, dead trees, completely filling the torn half, and the withered forest was restored to its original state.

Jin watched this scene, a slight smirk playing on his lips. "Interesting. This withered forest exists somewhere between illusion and Entity, its power originating from that Withered Well. But what does it hold?"

There was no fear on Jin's face, or rather, he hadn't felt any fear since entering this world.

He was filled with curiosity about this strange world.

Similarly, they are 100% confident in their own abilities.

"All troops, attack! Trample this forest!"

With Jin's command, the army began to advance into the woods.

The vast army seemed to have entered another world after entering the Deadwood Forest.

The forest doesn't look very big from the outside, but from the inside it seems to stretch out endlessly without boundaries.

The space inside is much larger than it appears from the outside; at least once they stepped inside, it didn't feel crowded at all, but rather even more spacious.

The army was also separated by these dead trees, giving them the feeling that they were all alone.

Moreover, these decaying, withered trees, which seemed poised to collapse at any moment, appeared to grow even taller.

A chilling aura permeated the air, along with a stench of decay.

In the unseen darkness, there is a strange sense of being watched, causing many people to look around involuntarily.

Even if they destroy the dead tree that comes near them, a different dead tree will immediately grow in the same spot.

It made this place, which had just become somewhat familiar, feel even more strange.

After they had advanced some distance with caution, a piercing sound suddenly came from the flank and rear of the army.

"Waaaaah~"

The piercing sound created sonic waves that caused the warriors and mages near the source of the sound to instinctively cover their ears.

But at that moment, a huge black arm suddenly attacked them.

When they came to their senses, they discovered that a tree not far from them had somehow transformed into a long, thin monster with a trumpet-shaped head.

The piercing sound came from the other party's loudspeaker, and the next second, the huge arm crushed them with immense force.

The sudden change caused a commotion; nearby mages immediately began chanting spells, and some warriors grabbed their weapons and rushed forward.

The monster was far more fragile than they had imagined, and after a fierce attack that resulted in some casualties, it quickly crumbled into several pieces.

However, what no one noticed was that the section with the horn ended up embedding itself in a corpse as it fell.

The cessation of fighting brought a sigh of relief to the mages and warriors who were nearby.

"What kind of monster is this? How can it be like this? Its attack power is terrifying!"

"Thank goodness we have the hero leading us, don't we? As long as the hero is here, everything is a small problem."

When we talk about heroes, whether they are warriors, mages, or anyone else...

Their eyes shone with fearless courage and confidence, as if the brave were unafraid of anything.

The army soon set off again, after they had all left the area.

The corpse impaled by the Siren Head began to swell and multiply, quickly transforming back into the Siren Head's torso and disappearing into the Deadwood Forest.

Not long after, strange noises rang out again near the advancing army.

However, this time it wasn't a piercing alarm; to those nearby, it sounded like a companion calling out.

Something happened there, and they need their help.

Meanwhile, to the side they were moving towards, a thin figure appeared in the dense woods in the distance.

Dressed in white with disheveled hair, his features were completely obscured in the dim, withered forest.

But ever since she appeared, everyone's attention has been drawn to her.

As some of them opened their eyes to look closely, in the blink of an eye, a face covered by hair, revealing only a pair of eyes, appeared in front of them.

The eyes were a deep black, containing endless pain and torment; it was unimaginable what kind of being could have such emotions in their eyes.

The indescribable fear immediately shattered the blessing upon them, devouring them like an elusive the Devil.

Caught up in fear, their eyes went black, and they began attacking those around them as if they had lost their minds.

The commotion on both sides led those unaware of the situation to believe it was the same thing. Some were drawn away by the sound of the Siren Head, while others were dealing with the disturbance caused by Sadako.

The advance team, led by Kim, noticed what was happening behind and to the sides, but their attention was currently focused on the dilapidated factory in front of them.

The buildings they hadn't seen before, which had torn through the forest, appeared before them after they entered the woods.

The dilapidated building exuded an eerie atmosphere; despite its extreme damage, it was pitch black inside, and nothing could be seen.

All that could be smelled was an incredibly pungent stench of decay and blood.

The factory gate directly opposite them slowly opened, and a deep, muffled sound came from within.

"Fresh ingredients, it's time to bring in new stock!"

Meanwhile, on the other side of the spirit.

Her army traversed the desolate mountains, and as an elven being, she felt an intense aversion to the desolation and the pervasive aura of death that permeated the area.

The reason she headed in this direction was because she sensed a rare and Rare life force in this area.

Similarly, this vitality was something she had never perceived before; it was very unique.