Demon Lands on the Island (1)
Éditeur: Atlas Studios
The grayish-brown broken bones were scattered on the black beach. Some of them had weathered and were rough like sand. Some of them didn't seem to have died for long and there were still pieces of rotting flesh hanging on them.
The sea breeze blew over, stirring up the gravel on the ground. It then piled up in the human and beast skulls and curled up.
The entire Sea Lizard Island was reflected in Xu Qing's eyes. It was filled with gloom and cruelty. Only the setting sun that was like a red fallen leaf falling onto the beach seemed to have covered their deaths with a pall.
Unfortunately, this pall was also red.
Xu Qing retracted his gaze from the broken bones in the surroundings. As the world gradually darkened, he calmly walked toward the jungle. As he got closer, his figure disappeared.
The moment he stepped into the jungle, the dark night covered him like a pair of large hands. The sky was pitch-black and the sun had stepped aside.