Ye Jinghong wasted no words, gesturing for Han Feng to speak.
Han Feng concisely repeated his earlier description of the gray mist.
As he spoke, the Void Ghost Crab's enormous body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Upon hearing descriptions like "gray mist," "devours Vitality," and "death upon sight," its Divine Soul fluctuated violently. Its six jointed legs could no longer support its body, and it crumpled to the ground with a heavy THUD.
The metallic floor of the command tent formed a stark contrast with its primitive-looking carapace.
At this moment, whether it was the humans with their advanced technology or the native Divine beings, all seemed equally powerless in the face of an apocalyptic cataclysm.
"It's... it's the Tide of Annihilation! The Tide of Annihilation has come!"
The Void Ghost Crab's voice was laced with a terror that came from the depths of its very soul, completely devoid of its former divine majesty.
"The Tide of Annihilation?" Ye Jinghong pressed.
