C477 First Metamorphosis Beyond the Mortal

The pitch-black night gradually walked towards the early hours of the morning. However, the horizon was still dark without any light. This was even more so for the plains. And in the depths, it was so dark that nothing could be seen.

"Hu! Hu! Hu! Hu!"

It was a tempest, the formless tempest wreaking havoc on the plains in the depths of the region. The tempest formed a wind wall