Spirit World.
Another realm of deep blue.
A hunting squad, temporarily formed by solo players, was caught in a pollution tide. Both sides fought fiercely, merging into a chaotic melee.
BOOM! BOOM!!
Several black-powder bombs were thrown by players, exploding among a group of headless giant dogs. Flames and loud blasts tore through the revolting flesh, sending limbs flying.
A few players who specialized in flesh magic bulked up their muscles and began to devour the remnants of the giant dogs with the mouths in their palms, soon growing grotesque claws similar to those of the dogs.
They charged forward, holding the front line against the pollution tide.
RIP!
The chest and abdomen of a headless giant dog split open, revealing a cavity full of sharp teeth that swiftly devoured a male player's arm.
"Ah!"
The player cried out in pain, clutching his wound as he hastily retreated.
