It is a city

What stands in front of it is,  It was a city.  But it was not a living city.  The buildings were all hardened white.  A tower made of a collection of enormous plaster sculptures.  “…Is this a village  Dryard said quietly.  But there was no answer.  The window too,  Mundo,  Distance too.  Everyone was stopped.  The Laurel Magic Apostle looked around.  The “Erebos phenomenon.”  He said low.  "Darkness didn’t just eliminate the light."  "It even changed the form and even the memory."  Between the streets hardened like plaster,  The black figure moved.  Obsidian warrior.  A body like black glass.  The arm had turned into a sharp blade.  Behind them, heavy footsteps echoed.  Iron ore monster.  A huge iron block walked over.  And a greedy light.  And,  The magic wavered.  Mana stone predator.  A monster covered with pieces of magic stones on its body approached.  "Are you the one who eats magic?"  The magical apostle said.  At that moment.  The ground moved.  Thud.  Thud.  The stone-shelled beast charged.  After that, a mountain‑like enormous shadow moved.  Mountain range predator.  Just that movement shook the surrounding buildings.  Something crawled out from inside the wall.  Rock excavator beetle.  It suddenly popped out while digging into the rock.  “There are many numbers.”  The magical apostle raised his hand.  Electricity gathered at the fingertips.  "Lightning."  Dismissed!  The current flowed over the obsidian warrior’s body.  A crack appeared in the black body.  But it did not stop.  The stone blade approaches swiftly.  The magical apostle twisted its body.  "Quick."  He grabbed Lira.  A short note sounded.  The sound waves shook the space.  Stepping back in that gap,  I reached out my hand.  "Ice needle."  Dozens of ice needles flew off.  Faaah!  Blocking the charge of the stone-horned wild boar,  Frozen the movement of the rock scorpion.  But the earth spirit kept rising from the ground.  The stone spirits pulled the surrounding buildings together and grew their bodies.  This city...”  Dryard said.  "I'm not dead."  "I'm still moving."  The magical apostle looked at the street turned to plaster.  "Okay."  What the Erebus phenomenon created was not destruction…”  Anyway, it even includes forbidden plague-curse spells  He walked forward again.  "It might be a twisted new form."  And in front of the two of them,  At the deepest part of the plaster-tower city,  Something even greater began to awaken.