570 Hell of Avicinaraka (1)

It was already night.

A blood-colored crescent hung on the sky. Its gleam shone through the clouds and completely enshrouded the entire city.

There was a slight smell of blood lingering around as though it had long been combined with the air.

Two extremely strange and ghastly buildings were situated at both sides of the city while an enormous central square laid right ahead.

Many sculptures stood in the square silently.

One of the sculptures was made with an unknown material, but its form and appearance were very solemn and righteous, resembling a Buddha that seemed to be able to suppress all evil in the world.

Reaching a height of about ten meters tall, that sculpture with a Buddha face was lifelike and raised a huge vajra in its hands.

However, the skull of an elderly was hung on that vajra, and the neck that was slit was filled with dried blood.