บท 1047: Destroyed as easily as rotten wood _1

Namilla's small plane was filled with darkness and filth. Dark spirits, disgusting spiders, and sticky bugs were everywhere. It was extremely filthy.

This was the gap of shipwrecks, a world that people hated.

Only those who truly believed in this God called " ancient darkness " could live here happily and immerse themselves in the darkness forever.

But today, the darkness and silence were broken. One figure after another rushed in like lightning, disturbing all the disgusting monsters that lived in the dark.

Immediately after, they received their master's orders and began to attack the intruders.

However, before these monsters could gather, the world that was originally shrouded in darkness suddenly turned red. A ring of flames that extended for several kilometers appeared in the sky.

A fearsome aura that made all living beings submit to it quickly spread throughout the small world.