The moment Xiao Ming entered, he immediately recognized these familiar surroundings that felt distant now, transformed by the rampaging disaster the beast tide had brought.
There was also the wicked violet mist that threatened to mess with his senses after blending with the city's atmosphere for such a long time, seeping into everything like poison in water.
Whoever or whatever was behind this violet mist harbored truly wicked intentions.
Though Xiao Ming himself had no idea what their ultimate goal was or how far the bewitching powers over the demonic beasts could extend, he knew evil when he saw it.
He was only concerned about one thing though: the demonic beasts that had made their way into this city could count the remaining minutes they had left.
He was going to slaughter every single one of them.
"Just you wait, I'll offer your blood as sacrifice for my fallen kind!" Xiao Ming swore with bitterness.
