Lord of the Truth Chapter 2197 A shadow

Donara Planet—

At this mont, the evacuated half of Donara Planet was anything but empty.

Holak stood atop a shattered mountain ridge while staring at more than a hundred nascent space beasts blotting out the horizon itself.

The sight alone was enough to suffocate weaker minds.

Pitch black creatures floated across the skies like living fragnts of an endless abyss.

No matter whether the beast possessed wings, tentacles, fins, claws, or stranger organs impossible to classify, every single one of them carried the sa terrifying trait...

Absolute darkness.

Not rely dark-colored flesh.

No.

Their bodies seed to devour light itself.

And with so many gathered together within such a relatively confined area, Donara's dayti had beco nearly indistinguishable from midnight.

Even the winds felt heavier.

The planet itself appeared frightened.

Each one of those creatures alone was enough to create a planetary-level disaster for a world the size of Donara.

Each one possessed enough destructive power to devastate continents, shatter civilizations, and eventually dig straight toward the planet's heart to devour its core if left unchecked for several hours.

One hundred nascent space beasts...

That number alone was horrifying by every standard imaginable.

Entire sectors lived in constant terror because of one or two of these creatures appearing nearby.

According to public estimations across the universe, the total number of known nascent space beasts barely exceeded two hundred, with most being relentlessly hunted by the Stellar Academies due to the catastrophic danger they represented.

Yet now...

Half that number was gathered above a single planet.

A scene that should have driven every living being into despair.

But strangely enough...

If an ordinary citizen witnessed this battlefield, they would likely end up feeling pity for the beasts instead.

"One two, one two, hopa hopa..." Holak stood beside the fully opened corridor gate clapping enthusiastically as though directing a festival rather than overseeing a massacre. Then he pointed toward a distant formation. "Third Legion, your turn is almost here, prepare for the rotation."

"Yes sir!!"

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