In this vast solitary room, two auras were constantly surging, making the surrounding air stick like glue. The open doorway was continuously squeezed by the airflow, as if desperately trying to escape.
Directly opposite, the Evil Mother's form slowly swelled, a heatwave rippled across her body surface, causing the surrounding air to feel slightly scorching. But her limbs became even thinner, embodying an elegant curve.
The black patterns on the surface of her skin twinkled like stars, like many little snakes winding and moving incessantly, making one's head spin. Finally, they turned into mysterious runes, transforming into a set of shiny black armor. The dangerous aura they emanated left no doubt about the power they held.
"You...you..."