Chương 503: Town's Demon Trail

The sky was dark.

Thick dark clouds blocked the moonlight, turning the ground pitch-black. From time to time, lightning would flash among the distorted clouds. Only at this time would the ground light up for a moment.

The foul-smelling cold wind with the stench of decay howled, sweeping past the strange stone mountains and valleys. In the depths of the valleys was a deserted, dilapidated town. The broken windows and eaves creaked with the wind. It was one of the few sounds in this silent town.

A group of carrion-eating crows was circling above the town. Their black feathers were moist and shiny, and they looked like they just had a good meal.