Chapter Sixty-Five: The Death's Sigh had an error earlier and has now been corrected!

"Drip! Drip!"

The sound echoed through the silent cavern, resembling raindrops falling into a pool of water, or the gentle murmur of a stream beneath a small bridge, putting one's mind at ease.

Suddenly, the dripping seemed to be cut off, losing its original sound.

The water flowing down the steps now converged toward the center like a surging river, and a black stone at the center of the lake was lifted by the current, floating in mid-air.

"Whoosh... Whoosh!"

Looking closely, the deafening sound came from the crimson river water, as if it had been dyed with blood.

Curiously, on the surface, the river below was actually flowing backward toward the center, converging upon the stone as though the stone were drawing the bloody water and swallowing it all into its belly.

In the blink of an eye, the stone visibly grew larger and larger.

It gradually grew into a smooth boulder, nearly a meter in diameter.

Suddenly, it shook violently, and two tentacles actually grew out from the bottom of the stone.

"Crack!"

A fissure split open across the surface of the stone, much like a chick hatching from its egg.

Peeking through the shell, there was a person inside, arms curled inward, followed by another shudder.

He stretched and loosened the muscles in his neck, pushed off with his arms, and then the "eggshell" shattered completely into pieces.

His eyes opened wide, and the river beneath his feet instantly turned calm.

"Drip, drip!"

"I can finally take human form!"

He opened his mouth and said calmly.

"Congratulations, Deputy Commander!"

The person behind him immediately stepped forward, raised a hand, and said.

"No! Don't call me Deputy Commander from now on! Call me Commander!"

The being transformed from the stone wagged a finger in front of him and said.