Chapter 917: Bloodsucking Crow Folk

Boom boom boom!

In the darkness.

In a place where one couldn't see their own hand.

Vast energy churned like surging waves.

Caw caw caw!

In the darkness.

It seemed many creatures were carefully shifting about.

Every now and then!

Sounds could be heard.

In the darkness.

Pair after pair of terrifying eyes opened.

Eerie light.

In the darkness, like the Grim Reaper itself.

If anyone were here.

They would surely be sent shivers down their spine.

And in this darkness.

Deep within.

There seemed to be a sliver of light.

It was several ancient torches.

Though they didn't quite seem like torches!

Looking closely, at the tip of what resembled a torch was a cluster of something red that emitted a faint glow.

That cluster of red light.

Seemed like a liquid, yet floated serenely at the torch's tip.

It cast a faint glow, illuminating the surroundings.

Looking carefully!

Around it stood several terrifying figures with deathly pale faces, guarding the area.

They bore sharp fangs.