The forest under the night exudes a strong smell of blood. There are about twenty corpses lying on the ground. A large amount of blood gushes from the corpses and seeps into the moist soil. A roar could be heard quietly in the distance. Judging from the sound, it was the growl of a wolf. It was probably attracted by the smell of blood here. The sounds got closer and closer, and soon they came to the vicinity, but strangely they did not appear, they just lingered nearby.
At this time, something surprising happened. A man covered in blood stood up staggeringly from the body that was supposed to be dead. His sapphire blue gown was shockingly stained with blood. There were fist-sized wounds on his left side and lower abdomen. He supported his shaky body with a sword and slowly left step by step.