The villa district on Yanshan Road had already become a sea of fire and rubble.
Wild winds swept embers into the air, extinguished intermittently by the torrential rain, accompanied by the explosive splatter of Gu Worm fluid—like a dark and somber painting, a frenzy in full display.
A pale middle-aged man was impaled by countless sharp spikes rising abruptly from the ground. Blood gushed out like a fountain, spraying in all directions, leaving his body to rapidly decay into lifelessness.
Yet, from the cracks in the wall, another Gu Worm, the size of a palm, crawled out, licking at the blood and fluid spilling across the ground. Its body swelled grotesquely and quickly transformed into a colossal and horrifying beast.
