"En?" The old man in green had just stretched out his hand, yet forcibly stopped himself.
He raised his head, only to see that it was starting to drizzle.
Lightning struck, wind blew, and rain fell. Originally, there was nothing strange about this, but this rain was strange, because it was red in colour.
Blood rain?
Blood rain fell from the skies; this was a kind of warning.
"Yi, where did the bloody water come from?"
"Your face is covered with blood."
"You too!"
"What, the rain from the skies is actually a rain of red blood!"
The people below were all stunned, all of them panicking. Blood rain was falling from the skies; this was a sign of great calamity. Could it be that these thirteen elites would bring bad luck?
The white-bearded old man and the other 12 elites also frowned, looking confused.
They were completely confused as to why it was raining blood. This was indeed a sign of great misfortune.