
Divine Abyss Demon Slayer
by Salt Leaves
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The flowing clouds in the sky were swallowed up by the morning light, and the remaining bricks and tiles on the ground glowed with a dazzling red light. When the wind blows and the grass gnaws, and the rays of sunlight fall, I realize that the red light on the broken tiles is not the reflection of fate, but the blood of all living beings that have been drunk. The color of blood is shocking, and the soil dyed with blood gives off a strong fishy-sweet smell that makes people almost want to vomit. Closer to the abyss, there were not even any weeds, only corpses everywhere. Life here becomes a humble floating weed, like reeds swaying in the wind. As soon as the first one falls, the next one comes up.
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