Deep crimson light began to glow sequentially from these crystal stones, circle by circle, from the outside in.
It was as if the most skilled painter was sketching an intricate line.
The pattern emerged from nothing, becoming increasingly clear, like a gigantic blood-red eye, like an altar naturally set up by ancient worshippers, or like the great totems of ancient tribes.
When all the crystal stones lit up, there was a gentle vibration sound, as if the air around was shattered, and a wave surged up.
The giant corruptor, with its heavy body, was actually pushed several tens of meters away.
The white fat worm atop it was caught off guard and rolled several times, but luckily its body on the corruptor's back was like a ball rolling around a football field, with no major harm.
At this moment, the white fat worm paid no attention to the intentions of the giant corruptor beneath it; all its focus was on the huge blood pattern!
There was a rare look of expectancy in its eyes!
