C1102 It Was as Black as Ink

This island, at this moment, began to tremble.

If one were to look at it from a high altitude, one would see that the lush green forest covering the island had suddenly turned pitch-black.

The black color was like an abyss from hell.

It was as if it was dyed, but also as if it was an invasion. The originally verdant and vibrant leaves on the trees at the outermost layer gradually withered