Chapter 189: Blood-Mad Rampage

"Your scent is peculiar, distinct from ours. Are you, by chance, an experiment birthed by those lunar hounds of the Moonlit Pack?" The speaker's voice, shrouded in secrecy, resonated, leaving their identity concealed. 

After the speaker spoke, there was a brief silence, less than a breath, as if observing him before continuing, "No, you're not like us. Nevertheless, your existence poses a threat to our designs." 

The enigmatic voice dwindled, swallowed by the approaching symphony of flapping wings. From the dark sky, a myriad of black dots descended, heralding an imminent change.

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Meanwhile, amidst the mesmerizing glow of transparent screens, Jin's mind and eyes, momentarily ensnared, regained clarity. 

His countenance soured, and the slits of his pupils emitted a chilling gleam, searching for the perpetrator who had bewitched him.