Chapter 5695

At the array’s core lay a mound of freshly slain bodies, already liquefying-flesh melting into pure ebony ghoul energy that the formation drank like wine.

The corpse-reek on this floor had thickened into a tangible fog, clinging to the lungs with suffocating weight.

Jared’s voice cracked the tomb-like silence. “What happened? Where did the corpses go?”

A siren screamed inside Jared’s mind, cold and metallic. Not good-something’s terribly wrong.

“Kid, your last intrusion woke something inside the tower,” the Vermilion Demon Lord warned, his tone knifing through the gloom. “It has sped up its feast on ghoul energy. It either wants its strength back-or it’s preparing a ritual.”

As he spoke, the black light at the array’s heart swelled like an eclipse. From that glare rose a monstrosity three stories tall, sculpted entirely from boiling ghoul energy.

It had no face-only two crimson points burning where eyes should be, exhaling violence and death in heavy waves.