The shadow of the little cat known as the fluffball was originally projected onto the giant rock behind it.
But now, that petite shadow began to expand and stretch on the boulder, like winding vines.
And the scattered vines gradually entangled, weaving into a shadow resembling a human form but with well-developed antlers.
The moment this shadow took shape, the already dank and harsh Valley of Miasma instantly gained a sinister and gloomy atmosphere.
Although the Valley of Miasma was previously in a harsh environment, from a natural perspective, it was still a normal and thriving ecosystem.
But with the appearance of this aura, it seemed as if 'nature' was deliberately twisted by something.
It became 'supernatural' in appearance.
This erosion and forced change to nature made the Roaring Dragon stand abruptly in the dragon cart, halting its charge.
After a flurry of panic, the fluffball was suddenly astonished to find that it was still alive.
