บท 166: The Blood Ritual Begins

The clouds in the pure black sky were blood red with the reflection of the flames. Ashes flew in the hot wind. They rose into the sky and faded, vanishing. It was like fiery stars were rising gradually. The fire was at its climax.

On the street, the killing had reached fever pitch. In the fighting and attacking that had spread to every corner of the city, roars and wails rang in everyone’s ears.

An eerie and strange chill was in the air, but it was covered by the burning flames. The vague laughter and chanting snaking around everyone’s ears was replaced by the roars and screams, and then became too faint to hear.

Covered by layers of bricks, hundreds of meters underground, the glorious yet hoarse singing boomed like thunder. This was the final laboratory in the central security room.