The Monster Domain [3]

Rustle! Rustle!

There was a gentle movement of the wind, caressing the trees, making an eerie noise that penetrated the chaotic world of the monster domain.

Blending in with the ecosystem, Clinton moved cautiously through the twisted landscape of the monster domain, every step bringing him deeper into a world that had never known peace.

The terrain was chaotic, a violent clash of nature and corruption.

Jagged cliffs jutted from the earth like the exposed bones of a dead god, while rivers of glowing blue liquid pulsed like veins across the land, filling the air with a sickly hum.

The ground beneath his feet shifted unpredictably, as if the dungeon itself was alive, reshaping the battlefield at will.

Everywhere he turned, monsters prowled.

Some massive, some small, but all of them deadly in their own way.

Clinton shivered. ‘This place… is far more terrifying than the Decaying Forest!’

He already expected it but still, seeing was believing.