Opening, City of the Undead
Editor: Atlas Studios
It was like a blood-red purgatory here. Resentment lingered in the air as blood and breath ravaged, making one's hair stand on end and feel terrified.
The surroundings of this blood pool were filled with hundreds of figures draped in blood robes. Every one of them emitted a ruthless, bloodthirsty aura.
They stared at the blood pool with looks of respect, their pupils showing insanity and reverence as if they'd been completely brainwashed and were reduced to slaves of fresh blood!
Right at the front was a burly man, whose aura was terrifying. He was shrouded in a bloody aura and appeared extremely hideous, like a scarlet ogre.
The brawny man currently spoke, his voice hoarse and jarring, similar to ferocious ghosts' howling and snarling! "Blood Fiend actually died? The people who dare to kill my Blood Fiend Gang must pay the price of blood!"