Gliding on the Feathered Serpent, soaring through the firmament.
Zhong Shenxiu crossed his arms, looking down upon the entire city like a Heavenly God.
At this moment, affected by the ritual, a portion of the ordinary citizens had turned into ravenous walking corpses, attacking others ferociously.
It's fair to say, the whole of Byron City had plunged into chaos.
Meanwhile, a group of mysterious individuals, seemingly followers of the Master of Black Blood, were making their moves covertly in different places.
"Creatures succumbed to hunger and thirst..."
In a residential building, copious amounts of fresh blood spilled from every door.
A man with platinum-colored hair looked greedily upon this scene, his face revealing an expression of extreme pleasure, "So spectacular... Such abundant vitality from the blood, such copious food, such suitable external conditions... If all these were mine, perhaps I could climb the Golden Sky Tower three years earlier?"
