Chapter 373

The earth was hazy, and a ruined city stood silently in the dim red blood-rain, utterly devoid of life. Inside the city were broken walls and ruined remnants; all things had withered and died. Collapsed houses could be seen everywhere, alongside pitch-black corpses and shattered flesh like broken autumn leaves, silently withering away. The streets that used to bustle with activity were now bleak and desolate. The dirt roads that once bustled with passersby were now entirely devoid of noise. All that remained was a shocking mixture of blood, mud, dust, and torn paper, muddled together indistinguishably.