章 848: The Black Nightmare Society

The next morning, many discovered the "graffiti" on the wall in the warehouse district.

In actual fact, compared with the graffiti that had appeared previously, what had come up now could be considered a mural or carvings, as though some craftsman had used his knife to forcefully carve it all out. When the priest of the local church had hurriedly arrived, he immediately looked as though he had a serious headache.

"This… Hasn't this been painted once over? Who did it this time?"

"We're not sure," the guard standing beside him answered, "I've asked the security guards nearby, but they have not noticed anyone suspicious last night. It's likely just a prank."