Blood gathered into the clouds, slowly, slowly...
Hiss!
Such a terrifying and eerie sight was the first time the old man and the young girl had ever seen it, and their bodies could not stop trembling!
Whoa!
How pretty!
The three little ones opened their mouths wide, their eyes widened as well, and without even blinking, they stared fixedly at the sunset glow in the sky formed by blood.
This time, even if the sky fell, they probably wouldn't care; their eyes held only this beautiful twilight.
"This isn't an illusion, that really is a cloud dyed with blood!"
The old man sighed, but while speaking, he became unsteady on his feet again.
"Grandpa, are you alright?"
"I'm fine... I can hold on a bit longer." The old man forced a smile.
The young girl let out a breath of relief, deeply captivated by the enchanting scenery as well, her gaze instantly unable to tear away.
The old man wanted to watch too, but his wounds hurt too much, struggling somewhat as he lay prone on the ground!
He looked at the corpse beside him, terrified until his complexion turned even paler. Were those corpses considered corpses? Not anymore, those were desiccated husks!
A moment later!
He watched with his own eyes as the desiccated husk slowly dissipated into the air. His entire body twitched; this was definitely done by the man who had been watching the sunset. It was too terrifying.
About ten minutes later, the scenery gradually began to lose its enchantment. The young girl snapped back to her senses, and immediately her expression changed in shock—where were the corpses!
Awkward!
Only then did she see that her grandpa had collapsed on the ground, his breathing rapid, looking as though he was ready to not make it at