Upon receiving the information from the Will of the Void, Benedictus responded immediately.
"Great Master, do you have any instructions for me?"
"Select a group of the corrupted. I will personally carry out their transformation."
Soon, thousands of corrupted humans and Elves were brought to the foot of the Golden Tree.
These humanoid creatures were covered in grotesque, fleshy pustules, their deformed arms turned into tentacles, and their bodies sprouted eyes of various sizes.
Each one looked like they had walked straight out of a Lovecraftian horror film.
Though unsightly, their combat prowess far surpassed that of regular human and Elven counterparts.
The Will of the Void gazed at these creations with a sense of admiration in its heart.
Heh, those ignorant mortals have no idea how precious the blessings of the Void truly are. The writhing flesh is brimming with vitality, the twisted bodies overflowing with energy.
