"Impressive."
That single word was the only one Cain could utter to describe the colossal corpse before him. Even the majestic form of the Lord of Conquest Leviathan seemed tiny compared to this massive, monstrous body.
It was a truly titanic creature, composed of obsidian-like flesh twisted grotesquely, with warped bones protruding in spikes along its massive limbs and enormous back. Nearly all of its vitality and internal energy had dissipated over countless ages, merging seamlessly into the surrounding dimension and flowing back into the mountain.
However, despite the passage of millennia, one part of the corpse remained vibrant and brimming with terrifying power: its single remaining eye.
The eye was gargantuan, appearing glossy black at first glance, yet reflecting pale white light upon closer inspection, displaying inverted constellations shimmering ominously within its iris.
