The pupils within the eyeball stared relentlessly at everyone, instilling a chilling sensation in all who beheld it. Surrounding it, dark purple tendrils, resembling octopus tentacles, continuously floated around, with smaller eyes dotting each one. These small eyes roved ceaselessly in all directions, as if they possessed lives of their own. However, all the players below were frozen in place, involuntarily swallowing hard.
Chaotic Dance Steps's mouth twitched. Looking at the eyeball, he murmured, "Could this be the so-called Touch of the Evil God?"
That's right. They had just received a warning that they were being watched by the Touch of the Evil God, and they wouldn't have much time left to live. This was the first time they had encountered such a situation.
But how are they to fight such a massive Boss?
"Damn it, is this really the Boss? Just looking at it makes me feel uneasy."
