Ok, so here’s the thing, there is a little trick that I resorted to. There are technically 2 levels with 700k objects, not 1 with 1.4M. It wasn’t possible to merge due to the level extreme object density, we tried different variants but failed drastically. So if there’s anyone who would like to try to verify or merge the levels, you’ve got the IDs. The levels are not perfect, there are some gameplay and visual bugs but I do not care about it to the degree to fix them. The poem that you can read throughout the level is kind of edgy a bit stupid but I still like it. The full poem text: Even gods shall fall, Leviathans rule, They hear no call, Thou art their fuel. Thy adversaries and thou Art covered with cimmerian shade, Thou kenst not whence and how Salvation can be made. Umbra of the higher ones Conceals thy potency, No more Moons and Suns, Now only curiosity. Macabre dejection Kisses thee, Thou’lt never ever Be so free. Durance and nothing more, Put up with it, No strike, no beat, no hit Will once occur to sombre lore, And not a her will arise, Let all of us this verity admit, To tarnished, gory skies. We are a fraction of naught, The wights who are distraught, So much we have fought, But are left with no plot. Down to soil, Vapid and tacit, Nothing to spoil, Nothing let’s face it. Abysm, the best spot to die, Our bones are decrepit And faces are dry. Æonian tarnation, Face it with thy pride, Blind excruciation, Keep silence and thy might. Hope is mere, Powers lost, Only fear Fills the most. Future’s misty, vague, obscure, What to do, we do not know, Where do we find the cure To confront malicious foe? Congregate the rest of powers To resist until the end, Haply, rocks, or, haply, flowers Shall descry we, my good friend. Consternation’s superscending Over limits of thy mind, But thy might must overwhelming Be to soon salvation find. Hands in tremor, Burning fervour, Need for succour, for defense, Emerge, we plea, o burner, Who afflicts him to offense. Cuts and scars will heal, But heart shall not forgive, Let the newborn wight reveal The wrathful blaze and weave The way to freedom, way to liberate, Shall it happen soon Or shall occur it late. Thou gost with him, support intrepid will, That forces our souls unleashed, Thou lookst upon us from the hill Of corpse of beast deceased. Forget dismay, Don’t let it sway, Stand up and stay And stride the way Of brave who lay The blades upon the ray. Light atop is shining bright, Showing petty handful of thy hope, Expectation that perpetual night With the misery shall soon elope Tying up a starker rope Round neck of sacred fight. Gargantuan beast, the biggest one to have ever known, Wants our lives and our petit wants to own, And only greater will must show him what we are, Must show him our potency and readiness to rush afar. String thy bow And sharpen blade To cast monstrosity so low, It shall in depth of world fade. Nadir cherishes the soles, No more space to fall, Let us all ascend from holes And uprise upon the knoll. Thou art and group of stout-hearted ones Must help the one who leads thee forth, Thou flingest into eternity a glance, That effervesces forth From horrid indignation And beasts horrendous wrath. Take thy spear and rush in the scramble, Vehemence and frenzy overrun thy mind, No time to blather, no time to ramble, No time and vis to look behind, We do not know so many things, To all of them we’re blind, But only he can reign Who bravely to vertex springs, And gives his arm to naught of rein. Some of you die, Perdition is inevitable, Your remnants will in abysm lie, But someone must thus do And must for us be charitable. Blast be the monster, Rise, o remonstrance, And he who fosters The naughty mobsters. Thickets perambulate by, We’re surreptitiously wading through, Mere instants and we will vie With Behemoth and cut into pursue. Nothing to lose But for dignity, Awe is refused To achieved the infinity. Cease fragile respiration, conceal thy eyes for petty bit, Not thou’lt meet thy condemnation, thou’lt collide thy body split. Fling to statues violation that we’re ashamed of not a whit, Wipe from forehead perspiration, show to enemy thy grit. Don’t look back, A step of last, Watch thy track, No more repast. Clench thy fist In rage to durance, Gaze through mist Of coming furnace. Free us all, O valiant ones! Do not fall, Uprise in stance. Thy odds of survival are mere few, Behold! Le Dévoreur de Dieux. Though asterescent dust Is rending callous skin, Do not be tempted to repast, Don’t succumb to calls within. Antemortal fits are clenching heart Relinquishing adrenaline, Revel in thy consummating night, Bid farewell to those of feminine. Slash the scales, Dissect the skin, Observe thy fellow warriors’ fails, Watch them loosing their thin And flaccid lives, Then look at wyrm, he thrives. Longer cosmic entity’s Accepting visitors within his gorge, They cut his mouth open causing lots of enmities, They burn within his forge. Mauvelous light is leaking without, Magenta gore is bursting throughout Showdown descendants will sing about, They’ll cherish in memories the wights of stout. End to lament and grief is no more, Just race through cosmic storm To the heinous cradle that once could bore Compunction for being impuissant to form Resistance to beast Who havoced and ate And cut off the fist Of thy good mate. Another bash, Thou canst hear gnash Of glowing mandibles Colliding one another, Even with greater columns they are incompatible, The fire of others they severely smother. He’s squirming in pains, Tinnitus reigns, The mind goes faint, The mind is drained. But the battle’s not consummated yet, Akin a thousand gnats and one more gnat We stretch out lances To the one who glances At us with bitter gall In wish to force us fall. Macabre cosmic dust Enswathes eyes of thine, Thou laceratest through it like gust In brazen, unashamed design. Teron’s severed tentacles And darker stars around Break the ways of tacticals And gather them in the cadaver mound. Join muscles, Harden bones For severe tussles And faster cyclones. He is wounded, do not stop! Cut to chase, thou canst not drop Thy lance and edge thy fellow-warrior cannot cast away, All of you the path to jolly future ought to lay. Worm is rending link to trail Of sordid gore and dust, Our edges, all like nail, Nonetheless, invoked to just. Having concealed himself in shadows, He is waiting behind the veil, Invisible, like butterfly in meadows, Evasive like a drop in pail. The portal is barely open, Rush into the rift, May thy blade be broken, In spite of this, thou must be swift. Heal thy wounds And smother aching blaze, Don’t look at sky, it soothes and obtunds, It leads thee the fouler ways. Devourer is hiding in the stars, Behind the nebulae, behind the fog, Thou seest Jupiter and Mars, But nothing else in that celestial bog. And hair feels the fluctuation, Something’s coming from the curtain, Behold the Chaos’s creation, Nothing was and will be certain. He is injured but not dead, Deceased are those who directly met His mandibles and cast a gaze into his eyes, They never will from sepulcher arise. He has determined their fate, They never will be jolly at the fete. A god, chthonic beast or dæmon? It is not even of petty account, Thou art akin Leviathan-beholding seaman, Thou abservest the misery fount. May perish even the one who’s well taught, Strengthen thy heart and prepare for onslaught! Another attack And another fit, A new-born track With begotten hit. His purple flames ensanguine our hands, And blessed be the one who stands And does not surrender To jeopardy that has no thoughts, No mind, no gender. The blades are singing symphony of death, And we echo it as one, We’ve lost the count, forgot about breath, We shed our gore until it’s done, Until we see the rising Sun. His scales and armour creaks And quivers every muscle, He bawls and freaks Forbearing the weight of tussle. His curvatures know no limit, Thy unit suffers deprivation, Thy fellow-knights are minute But plod to gather spirit To break incarceration. Neither god is helping us, Only death, perdition’s fuss, For the peoples all we must Consummate the teron’s lust. Eyes are blind, Blurred derailed mind, Fingers cannot come aligned - For such angst were not designed. Stars can hear our pleas, But, unluckily, disease - Ague that foregoes decease Cannot treat they, cannot ease Ache that rends and tears out knees. And behold! O supernal, higher Gods, We don’t need your mercy’s nods. We arise above the terror, We correct horrendous error That occurred upon us all, We prevail, we enthrall. He is barely breathing blow, Don’t be idle and prepare bow. Eyes are fading, Fits shudder earth, He’s not living through this ending There’s no transfixion dearth. Apocalypse’s averted by the human toil, Fate has curled up in a coil, Agonizing pain’s flames are fed with refusing to recoil, Horror’s mind’s about to boil. Bow before the reign of human And redeem thy sin's pollution, Cease with fear putrid fume an' Now succumb to evolution. Star of tyranny is falling With thy effigy appalling, End of being, no more thralling, We've fulfilled our owe of holy. His lump is on the ground, His eyes are black, We stand upon his body’s mound With respiration lack. Darker times are over, Baleful monstrosity is dead, I ascend from the lower And rise my arcuate wrecked head.
@@anotherxd5384 entirely different style, entirely different gameplay, theme, difficulty, song. there really is no way to compare them and being messy is definitely part of what makes this so good and so unique
@@Sparks2490 it doesnt look bad. But it doesnt look like a 1.4 million object masterpiece. Its bland, cliche, and the only point that sticks out is that is uses 1.4m objects, when if it were built properly, itd probably use about 80k
I think that many many objects have been wasted and it could be very much more optimized, but god damn this levels looks good and achieves what it wants
My question is why the decoration just feels so forced for that 1.4 million object count, and yet you can't even actually call it one level unless they merge don't get me wrong, it looks good, but not good enough to portray the amount of time that must've went into this just feels like the creator broke their wrist for nothing
It is still on my acc, though it seems that it somehow became unlisted. It's got like 1631 dowloads and then that stat has frozen at this mark and never went on higher, idk what had happened, but I am too lazy to reupload it again not that MegaHack is unavailable.
@@chef-duvre6448 oh I see. btw megahack is back if you haven’t heard, it’s very limited though. It has verify hack if that’s what you wanted but no macro, hitboxes, music sync nothing like that
Ok, so here’s the thing, there is a little trick that I resorted to. There are technically 2 levels with 700k objects, not 1 with 1.4M. It wasn’t possible to merge due to the level extreme object density, we tried different variants but failed drastically. So if there’s anyone who would like to try to verify or merge the levels, you’ve got the IDs. The levels are not perfect, there are some gameplay and visual bugs but I do not care about it to the degree to fix them. The poem that you can read throughout the level is kind of edgy a bit stupid but I still like it.
The full poem text:
Even gods shall fall,
Leviathans rule,
They hear no call,
Thou art their fuel.
Thy adversaries and thou
Art covered with cimmerian shade,
Thou kenst not whence and how
Salvation can be made.
Umbra of the higher ones
Conceals thy potency,
No more Moons and Suns,
Now only curiosity.
Macabre dejection
Kisses thee,
Thou’lt never ever
Be so free.
Durance and nothing more,
Put up with it,
No strike, no beat, no hit
Will once occur to sombre lore,
And not a her will arise,
Let all of us this verity admit,
To tarnished, gory skies.
We are a fraction of naught,
The wights who are distraught,
So much we have fought,
But are left with no plot.
Down to soil,
Vapid and tacit,
Nothing to spoil,
Nothing let’s face it.
Abysm, the best spot to die,
Our bones are decrepit
And faces are dry.
Æonian tarnation,
Face it with thy pride,
Blind excruciation,
Keep silence and thy might.
Hope is mere,
Powers lost,
Only fear
Fills the most.
Future’s misty, vague, obscure,
What to do, we do not know,
Where do we find the cure
To confront malicious foe?
Congregate the rest of powers
To resist until the end,
Haply, rocks, or, haply, flowers
Shall descry we, my good friend.
Consternation’s superscending
Over limits of thy mind,
But thy might must overwhelming
Be to soon salvation find.
Hands in tremor,
Burning fervour,
Need for succour, for defense,
Emerge, we plea, o burner,
Who afflicts him to offense.
Cuts and scars will heal,
But heart shall not forgive,
Let the newborn wight reveal
The wrathful blaze and weave
The way to freedom, way to liberate,
Shall it happen soon
Or shall occur it late.
Thou gost with him, support intrepid will,
That forces our souls unleashed,
Thou lookst upon us from the hill
Of corpse of beast deceased.
Forget dismay,
Don’t let it sway,
Stand up and stay
And stride the way
Of brave who lay
The blades upon the ray.
Light atop is shining bright,
Showing petty handful of thy hope,
Expectation that perpetual night
With the misery shall soon elope
Tying up a starker rope
Round neck of sacred fight.
Gargantuan beast, the biggest one to have ever known,
Wants our lives and our petit wants to own,
And only greater will must show him what we are,
Must show him our potency and readiness to rush afar.
String thy bow
And sharpen blade
To cast monstrosity so low,
It shall in depth of world fade.
Nadir cherishes the soles,
No more space to fall,
Let us all ascend from holes
And uprise upon the knoll.
Thou art and group of stout-hearted ones
Must help the one who leads thee forth,
Thou flingest into eternity a glance,
That effervesces forth
From horrid indignation
And beasts horrendous wrath.
Take thy spear and rush in the scramble,
Vehemence and frenzy overrun thy mind,
No time to blather, no time to ramble,
No time and vis to look behind,
We do not know so many things,
To all of them we’re blind,
But only he can reign
Who bravely to vertex springs,
And gives his arm to naught of rein.
Some of you die,
Perdition is inevitable,
Your remnants will in abysm lie,
But someone must thus do
And must for us be charitable.
Blast be the monster,
Rise, o remonstrance,
And he who fosters
The naughty mobsters.
Thickets perambulate by,
We’re surreptitiously wading through,
Mere instants and we will vie
With Behemoth and cut into pursue.
Nothing to lose
But for dignity,
Awe is refused
To achieved the infinity.
Cease fragile respiration, conceal thy eyes for petty bit,
Not thou’lt meet thy condemnation, thou’lt collide thy body split.
Fling to statues violation that we’re ashamed of not a whit,
Wipe from forehead perspiration, show to enemy thy grit.
Don’t look back,
A step of last,
Watch thy track,
No more repast.
Clench thy fist
In rage to durance,
Gaze through mist
Of coming furnace.
Free us all,
O valiant ones!
Do not fall,
Uprise in stance.
Thy odds of survival are mere few,
Behold!
Le Dévoreur de Dieux.
Though asterescent dust
Is rending callous skin,
Do not be tempted to repast,
Don’t succumb to calls within.
Antemortal fits are clenching heart
Relinquishing adrenaline,
Revel in thy consummating night,
Bid farewell to those of feminine.
Slash the scales,
Dissect the skin,
Observe thy fellow warriors’ fails,
Watch them loosing their thin
And flaccid lives,
Then look at wyrm, he thrives.
Longer cosmic entity’s
Accepting visitors within his gorge,
They cut his mouth open causing lots of enmities,
They burn within his forge.
Mauvelous light is leaking without,
Magenta gore is bursting throughout
Showdown descendants will sing about,
They’ll cherish in memories the wights of stout.
End to lament and grief is no more,
Just race through cosmic storm
To the heinous cradle that once could bore
Compunction for being impuissant to form
Resistance to beast
Who havoced and ate
And cut off the fist
Of thy good mate.
Another bash,
Thou canst hear gnash
Of glowing mandibles
Colliding one another,
Even with greater columns they are incompatible,
The fire of others they severely smother.
He’s squirming in pains,
Tinnitus reigns,
The mind goes faint,
The mind is drained.
But the battle’s not consummated yet,
Akin a thousand gnats and one more gnat
We stretch out lances
To the one who glances
At us with bitter gall
In wish to force us fall.
Macabre cosmic dust
Enswathes eyes of thine,
Thou laceratest through it like gust
In brazen, unashamed design.
Teron’s severed tentacles
And darker stars around
Break the ways of tacticals
And gather them in the cadaver mound.
Join muscles,
Harden bones
For severe tussles
And faster cyclones.
He is wounded, do not stop!
Cut to chase, thou canst not drop
Thy lance and edge thy fellow-warrior cannot cast away,
All of you the path to jolly future ought to lay.
Worm is rending link to trail
Of sordid gore and dust,
Our edges, all like nail,
Nonetheless, invoked to just.
Having concealed himself in shadows,
He is waiting behind the veil,
Invisible, like butterfly in meadows,
Evasive like a drop in pail.
The portal is barely open,
Rush into the rift,
May thy blade be broken,
In spite of this, thou must be swift.
Heal thy wounds
And smother aching blaze,
Don’t look at sky, it soothes and obtunds,
It leads thee the fouler ways.
Devourer is hiding in the stars,
Behind the nebulae, behind the fog,
Thou seest Jupiter and Mars,
But nothing else in that celestial bog.
And hair feels the fluctuation,
Something’s coming from the curtain,
Behold the Chaos’s creation,
Nothing was and will be certain.
He is injured but not dead,
Deceased are those who directly met
His mandibles and cast a gaze into his eyes,
They never will from sepulcher arise.
He has determined their fate,
They never will be jolly at the fete.
A god, chthonic beast or dæmon?
It is not even of petty account,
Thou art akin Leviathan-beholding seaman,
Thou abservest the misery fount.
May perish even the one who’s well taught,
Strengthen thy heart and prepare for onslaught!
Another attack
And another fit,
A new-born track
With begotten hit.
His purple flames ensanguine our hands,
And blessed be the one who stands
And does not surrender
To jeopardy that has no thoughts,
No mind, no gender.
The blades are singing symphony of death,
And we echo it as one,
We’ve lost the count, forgot about breath,
We shed our gore until it’s done,
Until we see the rising Sun.
His scales and armour creaks
And quivers every muscle,
He bawls and freaks
Forbearing the weight of tussle.
His curvatures know no limit,
Thy unit suffers deprivation,
Thy fellow-knights are minute
But plod to gather spirit
To break incarceration.
Neither god is helping us,
Only death, perdition’s fuss,
For the peoples all we must
Consummate the teron’s lust.
Eyes are blind,
Blurred derailed mind,
Fingers cannot come aligned -
For such angst were not designed.
Stars can hear our pleas,
But, unluckily, disease -
Ague that foregoes decease
Cannot treat they, cannot ease
Ache that rends and tears out knees.
And behold!
O supernal, higher Gods,
We don’t need your mercy’s nods.
We arise above the terror,
We correct horrendous error
That occurred upon us all,
We prevail, we enthrall.
He is barely breathing blow,
Don’t be idle and prepare bow.
Eyes are fading,
Fits shudder earth,
He’s not living through this ending
There’s no transfixion dearth.
Apocalypse’s averted by the human toil,
Fate has curled up in a coil,
Agonizing pain’s flames are fed with refusing to recoil,
Horror’s mind’s about to boil.
Bow before the reign of human
And redeem thy sin's pollution,
Cease with fear putrid fume an'
Now succumb to evolution.
Star of tyranny is falling
With thy effigy appalling,
End of being, no more thralling,
We've fulfilled our owe of holy.
His lump is on the ground,
His eyes are black,
We stand upon his body’s mound
With respiration lack.
Darker times are over,
Baleful monstrosity is dead,
I ascend from the lower
And rise my arcuate wrecked head.
Bro chill 🫴
Respectfully, I ain’ Reading allat
💀💀
bro to write this much for a poem in a gd level is some serious dedication, very respectable (also level is fyre)
Bro we bouta have a new niflheim copypasta
Dévoreur de Dieux is french for "holy shit my graphics card is about to blow up"
i know this comment is a joke but i find it funny that i dont know basically anything in french but i was able to tell it means devourer of gods
Incredible.
definitely
@@polterghast12 the part 2 is restaurated and reuploaded by me
I cannot imagine how long this had taken to build
Its mostly copypaste so not very long ig
2.5 months
Read desc
around 10 minutes of searching song and 20 minutes creating level
2.5 months according to the description
the greatest creator RETURNS!!
Definitely the prettiest out of the 'insane amount of objects levels' ngl
Very impressive decoration, looks like a lot of work and passion went into this so good job
and objects
@@shkval2283 and lag
this is possibly the best level ever made, the color work is just delightful. thank you for the opportunity to record this
Thank YOU for recording this, much appretiate it
Nah, it just has high object count for the sake of high object count.
People make way better levels with way less obj.
yeah nah this aint that good LMAO it's messy, stuff like change of scene blow this out of the water
@@anotherxd5384 entirely different style, entirely different gameplay, theme, difficulty, song. there really is no way to compare them and being messy is definitely part of what makes this so good and so unique
@@chef-duvre6448 а с твоим компьютером все хорошо?
Good god, this looks even more unoptimized than Khorne 0_0
My goat come back with a new banger.
Possibly the best level in all of gd history
and hardest.
no this is Balls
amazing man
I think that the sole purpose of creating a level using as many objects as possible can allow for some very interesting and intricate designs
Even the thumbnail has a million objects
absolute masterpiece fr
woahh this is sick! looks beautiful
Hota is back at it and this level is just gorgeous!!!
Bro those darker parts are absolutely awesome 🤩
Legendary level
This really is a Chef d’Œuvre. Good job ! This looks incredible !
Khorne was one of my favorite levels. This, is pretty insane too.
your dedication is insane!
WE BREAKING MY PC WITH THIS ONE🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
beautiful
Khorne becoming the 2nd level with highest amount of objects, thats history right here guys
And both are made by the same person. Pretty funny.
Is the 4th most objects level
Hota knows how to not waste objects
this looks so good, i love it
AMAZING AS ALWAYS.
normally with levls with this much objects, everything looks like a mess, but this looks pretty good
Super hard work 👍
feels like a god eater/astral divinity sequel
because it's a remake of 6 year old level which originally was a God Eater rip-off by me, so yeah they look and feel very similar
This looks absolutely insane
Wow this is impressing
such an incredible level!
Congrats on making one of the best level in the game!
This is stunning
Bangerrr
1.4m objects is not a thing to be bragged about
It actually is.
@@Sparks2490yeah, but what would be a real brag is making a level look good with that many objects
@@ĪĪMizumiĪĪ Sorry but you're actually in denial if you think this looks bad.
@@Sparks2490 it doesnt look bad. But it doesnt look like a 1.4 million object masterpiece. Its bland, cliche, and the only point that sticks out is that is uses 1.4m objects, when if it were built properly, itd probably use about 80k
absolutely insane.
This is what god eater looked like to me 4 years ago
banger
That is absolutely stunning
Awesome
Impressive. We can feel 1.4 M objects…
Я дождался этого шедевра...
underdecorated
I think that many many objects have been wasted and it could be very much more optimized, but god damn this levels looks good and achieves what it wants
this left me speechless, this is not a level, this is a worok of art, awesome job dude
This is actually so awesome to finally see all together, incredible job!
Khorne sister
Awesome level i love it
awesome
I really need to try merging this when I have the time
I know you're good at merging levels, so we're all looking forward to this event
please
btw, Dévoreur de Dieux is French for "Devourer of Gods".
Мечтаю, чтобы кто-то взялся за оптимизацию этого шедевра
Robtop needs to optimize the game first so that'll probably never happen
Good song choice
looks better.
NEW HOTA BANGER
Finally, Astral divinity 2
2.5 Months? How You So Fast Building This Level? Now, I Believe You Need To Create A 2.5 Million Objects, Absolutely 6 Months?
nice prequel
This is like glowy²
Dévoreur de Dieux More like Dévoreur de PC
Cool
A level
inkhorneble
HOTA1991 MY GOAT 💯
And with this level, i declare you a Top 2 creator of all time.
Whos top 1?
@@woopro1234 Manix
astral divinity 2 type ah song?
In the description
@@chef-duvre6448 ah i knew it
I'm trying to open the level but my game instantly crashes ):
Looks like dementia
Wow…
This needs to be merged and optimized and verified
It looks more awesome than CuLuc
KHORNE 2 LETS GOOO
Bli but its opposite day
rip le pc qui a du recorder ce niveau lol
Khorne on max
average Hota1991 W
My question is why
the decoration just feels so forced for that 1.4 million object count, and yet you can't even actually call it one level unless they merge
don't get me wrong, it looks good, but not good enough to portray the amount of time that must've went into this
just feels like the creator broke their wrist for nothing
thats the point
Lagbomb X
very sorry
the main difficulty is the lag 💀💀💀
All heavy object levels have low object saws/gears😂
dupa
WTF!!!!?
Je trouve ça pas mal que le nom soit en Français 🇫🇷
this is cool but why all the random paragraphs everywhere
What is that??? Khorne sequel???
It is.
What happened to DDD part 2? It’s not longer on the servers and Hotas channel is gonr
It is still on my acc, though it seems that it somehow became unlisted. It's got like 1631 dowloads and then that stat has frozen at this mark and never went on higher, idk what had happened, but I am too lazy to reupload it again not that MegaHack is unavailable.
@@chef-duvre6448 oh I see. btw megahack is back if you haven’t heard, it’s very limited though. It has verify hack if that’s what you wanted but no macro, hitboxes, music sync nothing like that
@@chef-duvre6448now can you reupload it please
Is out (reuploaded by me)
@@TiagoLTfigure thanks bro
Bro cannot optimize for the life of him 💀
How much did u pay nasa for that pc?
🥹
Better than khorne
The first part was looking alright, but it went downhill pretty fast if I'm being honest
Why
объектов много, толку - 0
to be honest it's not impressive level, anyway 1.4m objects wow
?
@@VenomousCosmo i said it's not cool level for me, but 1.4m objects is really impressive
Кто насрал?
What a bad name for a level. Every Terraria player gonna hate it automatically 🥶🥶🥶🥶🥶 (because of devourer in terraria)