These floods of blood were unlike anything seen before, seeming to harbor some ancient and terrifying power. As they surged forth, they rapidly spread, dyeing the entire arena in a sheet of crimson.
The sea of blood was permeated with a heavy, malevolent aura—cold and sinister, as though countless wronged souls were weeping and roaring within it.
Every single drop of blood seemed fraught with endless resentment and murderous intent, making one's hair stand on end.
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