"What on earth... is this thing..."
Mr. Hui trembled as he spoke.
Before opening the coffin, he had guessed that such a large copper coffin might hide a "big thing."
But he hadn't expected that thing to be so enormous, and so terrifying—a flesh colossus, woven from countless corpses and blood, standing tall and sinister.
This flesh colossus towered more than ten people high, its aura fully unleashed, reeking and chill-inducing, causing dread within all who beheld it.
Corpses are gluttons for flesh.
Such a gigantic flesh colossus was no exception.
Upon sensing the breath of the living around it, two fissures tore open on the grotesquely massive head of the flesh colossus, resembling two jet-black crimson eyes, gazing at Mr. Hui and the others.
At the same time, its body began to writhe, a swift wave of its fleshly arms conjured a bloody gust, sweeping towards the crowd.
Mr. Hui was shocked, but he did not flee.
