The thick black blood rapidly formed a puddle on the ground with an alarming speed, spreading to both sides, occupying the entire corridor and extending all the way to the elevator lobby floor where Wen Nan was currently standing.
As the blood was about to touch Wen Nan's shoe tips, it automatically parted to both sides, bypassing him, and continued to cover the surrounding ground.
Soon after, the thick black blood began to evaporate visibly into the air, forming a dark red mist.
The red mist quickly took over every inch of the surrounding air, like a drop of cinnabar mixed into clear water, instantly dyeing this floor into a red, semi-transparent mass.
The white and red figures were completely enveloped by the semi-transparent red blood mist, while piercing screams echoed incessantly.
Wen Nan was dumbfounded, silently watching the direction where the three figures overlapped.
As the saying goes, three women make a play.
