But the large group with sharp eyes had already seen those Dog-headed Men's figures begin to transform.
Right under the corroded armor and thick fur, all the eroded wounds were rapidly regenerating. Not only that, they were swiftly sprouting strands of eerie colors.
Those twisted plants took root and sprouted at a terrifying speed, embedding themselves in the wounds, entwining around the Dog-headed Men's limbs, absorbing the malicious blood mist in the air, and blossoming into pure white flowers that looked both holy and seductive.
Spreading fragrance.
A massive amount of hallucinogens and stimulants floated in the air, innumerable tiny spores carried incredibly real hallucinations, making Hell in front of them seem like a Heavenly Kingdom filled with holy light.
And the Dog-headed Men didn't care about the bizarre and terrifying things parasitizing their bodies; they continued to zealously praise Bahamut's Miracle, charging forward recklessly.
