The Magic Storm, after raging for several minutes, finally subsided.
The violent energy that had torn the sky and vaporized the earth slowly fell silent, like a receding tide.
The blinding light faded.
At this moment, the swamp seemed to have fallen into absolute, dead silence.
Something was wrong.
Everyone's hearts skipped a beat.
The next second.
Deep within the giant crater, upon the massive, mangled, and charred body.
A faint, fluorescent glow flickered to life.
It wasn't a specific type of Magic or any recognizable form of energy.
Rather, it was a grayish-white light that existed somewhere between illusion and reality.
The instant the light appeared, a heavy heartbeat—THUMP—resounded across the entire battlefield.
"What is that?"
Before the astonished eyes of every Legend, the mangled serpent's body, which should have been on the verge of death, did not continue to disintegrate under the rapidly spreading glow. Instead, it began to... swell!
Yes!
It was swelling!
