CHAPTER 44
They watched as the vile beast slowly came into view.
The demon stood two meters tall. A skull mask… a contemptuous grin with three eyes… emitting a faint, aberrant green glow covered its face; its alabaster, oval-shaped head, like a ghastly lantern, reflected the sun's light in the desecrated grove.
Its limbs were like twisting, gnarled vines, endlessly wrapped around each other. The bark-like skin looked rough and almost impenetrable, and as it moved, the air around it seemed to writhe and twist, heavy with the stench of decay.
The demon's presence felt cold and palpable, almost like death itself had taken shape, and as the limbs slowly stirred, the countless vines wrapped around each other, wriggling, and a greenish gas began seeping into the air.
Megumi took a deep breath, his heart growing heavy and his brow slightly furrowing.
'Don't tell me…'
