The war within the city had ceased.
With the demise of the insect tide, the Prefecture City, which once resembled the underworld, had grown much quieter. The blood and severed limbs that had been scattered everywhere had all vanished. Within the tightly packed districts, only the faint sounds of laughter and chatter could be heard as the dead, revived, reunited with their loved ones.
Staring into Mu Nuo's pitch-black eyes before him, Xu Yuan's gaze seemed to drift, drawn to a memory he least wanted to revisit.
Huizhou County.
The place where he had devoured the flesh and blood of the entire city.
Within its confines, the will-spirits of all living beings were torn apart, their bones ground to dust, their flesh and blood drained dry, then swallowed with a grotesque gurgling sound into his stomach.
That bloated satisfaction, the fulfillment of that moment, along with the awakening nausea and disgust a human should feel, were still etched deep into his memory.
