A Drop of Blood

Everyone felt a pang of fear. A 4th rank Cerberus was trouble enough, let alone this 5th rank evil multi-armed king. There would be heavy casualties even if they were a well-equipped military team, not to mention facing it with their low combat prowess. Fortunately, it was a distance from the spatial coordinate.

This evil multi-armed king had come to mark its territory in advance, probably due to its detection of the pending dissipation of the spatial coordinate in this area. It was seemingly not interested in the spatial coordinate itself.

There weren't many organisms left on the surface of the cursed lands ever since the Great War against the human armies, and the Federation had long lost interest in even those. God knew how many of them there were in the Abyss; thus, the federation had no intention of provoking them further.