The flying boat traveled for half a day, arriving at Heqing City near dusk.
All four gates of the city were sealed shut with bricks. Not even a cat, let alone a person, could escape.
As dusk fell, those who had hidden in dark corners during the day began to stir. Many were terminally ill, crawling forward on the ground and getting trampled underfoot by others until they were thoroughly reduced to a pool of foul-smelling, black-blooded flesh.
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