Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
A demonic glow rose into the sky in the distance. A strong gust of wind swept in all directions from the center of the white woods. The trees swayed like strong waves of an ocean. The broken leaves and trees scattered in the night sky.
The evil glow continued to grow brighter. Nighthawk stood on the head of the Light-Curtain Eagle, the strong wind blowing at his face. The man lifted his sharply-defined face, revealing a long scar that went from his neck to the back of his ear!
"This presence..." Nighthawk frowned. His expression turned cold too.
"What is it? You know what it is?" Mo Fan asked.
Mo Fan was well aware that the presence belonged to the Dreadful Curse Hell Hounds, but there was something different about it this time. It felt stronger and scarier!
P.S. - Please check out a new novel that we (Aelryinth and I) are working on—"Midnight Bookstore". It's currently in the trial read phase.