Shadows rose from the swamp.
The first to appear was.
Mud predator.
Hiding its body in the mud,
Suddenly pulled the ground.
The magical apostle froze the mud beneath his feet.
damn.
The movement stopped.
But from behind, a huge body rose.
Swamp mud monster.
A huge lump of mud.
It moved like a small individual by detaching part of its body.
And.
Rotten fog spread.
Corruption swamp ghost.
A being composed of a corpse and poison mist.
It approached, disappearing into the darkness.
Dryard picked up the harp.
"This swamp too…”
"It's not normal."
At that moment.
A black root sprouted from the ground.
A rotten-root monster.
Toxic fluid flowed out.
The magical apostle swung the spear.
The wind gathered.
"Wind blast."
Kwaaah!
A strong wind pushed the swamp’s mist and roots away.
And then.
A blade of the sharp wind was made.
Smack!
It cut open the bodies of the vine and the mud monster.
But swamp decaying bodies kept occurring.
Rotten corpses rose from the mud.
It approached, scattering toxic mud.
The magical apostle raised his hand.
Dismissal.
Lightning gathered.
"Come on."
Crack!
Lightning lit up the entire swamp and struck the enemies.
But that was not the end.
Towards the individual trying to run away.
"Chase lightning."
The lightning changed direction and followed.
It kept pursuing the enemies without stopping.
At that moment.
A huge flower bloomed.
Poison flower swamp monster.
The poison powder spread.
And beside me.
A spore mushroom monster.
A giant mushroom spewed a cloud of spores.
Dryard played a melody.
ding
The power of the wind spread.
The oyster and the spore were pushed to one side.
The magical apostle kept attacking.
A stone rose from the ground.
"knocking."
The rock fragments flew away.
Bang!
And.
A cold magic gathered.
"Ice Swarf."
The waves of ice froze the entire swamp.
The speed of the moving mud monsters slowed.
Lastly.
The power of darkness spread.
"Dark Island."
Black magic covered the swamp.
The monsters that had lost their light lost their way.
Wind.
Lightning.
Ice.
Stone.
Darkness.
Five forces shook the entire swamp.
But deep in the swamp, something was still moving.
Under the mud.
Under the black water.
Something older was awakening