The beast had grown, and its taste was no longer limited to waiting for the dead to decay, with Rowan's unceasing draining of the vitality it exuded, the appetite of the creature exploded. No longer a carrion it became a hunter. To sustain its size which was increasing daily, it needed nourishment.
With its great size which was currently three times bigger than the rest, the beast claimed all the corpses in the area for itself, and for a while, it reigned over this area, but its appetite never diminished but continued growing, and soon its existence could no longer be tolerated by the others.
One by one the others began to attack the ravenous beast, but its size had granted it great strength and it easily overcame the opposition and devoured them, not even waiting for them to decay, because it knew it was now somehow capable of eating all the death energy without being poisoned by life. freёwebnoѵel.com
It was even beginning to develop an appetite for hunting and killing instead of waiting and now it attacked any other beast closer to itself.
However, everything has a breaking point. Inside this place, resources were getting limited, and the beast not only took over all the available corpses but was also killing the others, this situation could not go on for much longer.
On this day they all began to attack, and coincidentally, this was the moment when Rowan's enhanced consciousness was completed and released.
The world slowed down in his perception and he finally observed the place he had been resurrected.
Similar to the New Hope Continent after he descended into this world, this place was a massive crater that extended for miles into the earth, and the light of the sun could not reach it, leaving it in a perpetual state of darkness.
From above, there were corpses falling from the sky constantly, mostly humanoid and all spotting various gruesome injuries, making it clear that this place was a garbage dump made for the disposal of bodies.
He finally had a clear look at these creatures at the bottom of this crater, and they resembled large spiders that had been crossbred with a crab and a crocodile, black chitinous armor-like scales covered the top half of their body while below were filled with a brown saggy skin that scrapped the ground as they skittered through the blighted landscape with more than thirty thin limbs that ended at a razor-sharp point.
The head and thorax of these creatures were nightmare fuel, for they had faces of people, but these faces were now diseased and rotting, with bones thick with diseases and rot showing through. From. their gaping mouths that stretched open to their ears they released mournful howls as if they were in constant pain.
Each of them was as large as an elephant, and they carried their bulk very easily, gliding across the landscape like ghosts.
Because he had been inside the stomach of one, he knew that these creatures were mostly made of nothing else but this large organ that processed all the death energy they needed to survive.
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