Chapitre 821: Deathly Creek

It has been a day since the First Breath sweep the entire world.

Yet the sky hasn't changed, the white sphere is still prominent and pulsates with the raw power of the world, and even the Storm Moon has been stuck in the sky, helplessly radiating its energy longer than it used to.

Such events could only be attributed to the Second Awakening of the world.

But as the world drowned in a momentary pause of the night, the Supernatural rejoices, their powers are fixed at the peak, and now there seems to be a gathering at a secluded spot in the center of three borders.

Right at the edge of the Vampire, Werewolf, and Demon's territories lies a place.

Compared to the other places that were also shrouded by the darkness of the night, this place is darker and more eerier. It's a deathly creek, light seems to struggle to penetrate this place, and the mutated animals inside are contorted more monstrously than usual.