“What is that?” Chang-Sun’s face darkened.0

Each of the tentacles was several kilometers long and was as large as a building, but their grotesque appearance wasn’t the only thing that bothered Chang-Sun. An Anomaly, an Abomination… Chang-Sun wasn’t any different when he activated [Prelati’s Spellbook].4

The problem was the various emotions that the tentacles exuded. Despair, fear, chaos, eerieness, ominousness, madness… they were spreading all sorts of dark emotions in the form of whirlpools. Ordinary mortals would have gone insane just by looking at them—no, they weren’t the only ones the tentacles could affect.0

“Wh-what in the world?!”0

“An Outer Celestial!”0

“Why is a Great Ancient here?!”0

“Arrrghh! My eyes! My eyes are rotting away! Someone help me!!!”0

The Celestials with relatively low Divine Classes fell to the ground, screaming and grabbing onto their heads. Those who met the Outer Celestial’s eyes directly had theirs burst, causing them to shed tears of blood.0

“Hehe. Hehehehe. Where am I? Where is this place? Wait, who am I?...0