The corpse suddenly evaporated under the oil lamp, leaving only a line of bloody words on the ground: "Shadows eat people."
In the flickering candlelight, Shen Zhan caught a glimpse of his own shadow smiling ferociously.
In the ruined shrine of the City God's Temple, seven fragments of dark gold pages were put together to form an incomplete eyeball.
The branded chain on Lu Qian's arm was burning red, pulsing at the same frequency as the eyeballs on the broken page.
