On the southern shore, the blood rain was continuous, and the damp water vapor rushed to the northern shore, where tree leaves and grass blades were all covered with dew.
Boots stomped on the grass.
Liang Qu could feel the mixed pebbles and buried grass seeds on the ground.
Grass seeds absorbed moisture, broke through their thick seed coats, breathed like bubbles around them, split into two tender shoots, and with vigorous vitality, emerged from the soil, pressed against the sole, lifting him up as if riding the spring breeze, soaring skyward.
His heart leaped lightly.
Pumped blood surged through his limbs and bones.
The stagnant, viscous, pitch-black blood flowed, gradually turning bright red, gradually gushed forth, covering the ears, the sound flowing like a volcano, roaring.
Liang Qu did not use the Blood Evil Divine Power Command to maintain his heart function.
It jumped.
"Hoo..."
His breath was long.
"It's raining."
A soldier looked up.
