บท 2476: The appearance of a dangerous person

"Hehe, funny. You don't even know that you're about to die. You're actually killing each other. Hehehehe ..." The sound of steel forks cutting through plates of laughter rang out, piercing one's eardrums.

An old woman dressed in sackcloth appeared at the city gate like a ghost. Her body was hunched over, and her silver hair was like snow. Her face was covered in wrinkles, like the bark of a dead tree. She held a pitch-black cane in her hand, giving off an eerie feeling.

A black figure followed closely behind her, and just like the wooden staff in her hand, he was tall and thin. This person was completely covered in black clothes, and his face could not be seen. Only a pair of eyes as dark as the starry sky could be seen, so dark that they were shining.

A gentle breeze blew past, and that black figure drifted with the wind. Although he was right in front of them, he gave off an extremely unreal feeling, as if he didn't even exist in this world.