Not praying for ten strings

The Night Has Come, and kermesinus moon ascends in the sky.
Hoarse whispers flow at the street corners, and brass steam machines spew out bloody mist.
Your brain is singing a hymn, eyes are chanting a melody.
Skin cracks, and flesh buds swell.
Amidst the Mist, the wall of flesh that has devoured thousands of corpses wails endlessly—
"Weep not, our players don't bite, they just want to play with you."
Annan, the lone strategist, the top player, the savior of the mist-covered continent, the leader of the Thirteen Saints, the friend of the Twelve True Gods, the king of pioneers, "the Just", the Gatekeeper of the Fourth Calamity, the uncrowned deity, advised kindly.

Super Righteous Player

It no longer bore much resemblance to a giant dragon.


It was a colossal solid demon with wood for bones, stone for flesh, and earth for blood—


a monster born from devouring the world!


It looked like an extremely obese lizard—because Nicholas II could not fly, this "Dragon Gundam" didn't even have wings.


Contrastingly, its tail was exceptionally thick.


Yet speaking of lizards... it had eight legs and six arms, and its upper body rose up to stand, continuing upward until it surpassed thirty meters.


It wasn't that it didn't wish to grow larger, but if it kept growing, it might get stuck in the ravine.


After all, they were still within Blood Butterfly Valley... This size was maintained for agility. If a centaur could be called a "centaur," then it could perhaps be dubbed a "centipede lizard man."


"—Blood of warriors. The battlefield that knows no retreat. Bones of gold..."


He was crafting himself vast, solid weapons and armor.


Chapter 443: Devouring World Demon