Black wind started to blow, drawing black streaks across the air. These lines caressed his face as they blew past.
The dark green field was opened up, either revealing black dirt underneath or pushing all the fresh blood and limbs to the side. There even were some Black Knights and horses left that were squirming around on the ground in pain.
"Don't force my hand!!" The circles in the Cthulhu king's eyes rotated faster, as the saturated red light started to spread to his surroundings. Red cracks started appearing all over his body, as if lava were about to implode from within.
The ground started to tremble…
With Cthulhu King as the epicenter, a humongous, bloody mask slowly appeared.
It had no eyes, its lips were elongated and had no expression. The giant mask was facing the horrifying black smoke dragon head in the sky, and both of them were at least forty meters long.