A faint red sheen quietly appeared in their pupils as well. They began following behind, fixing their eyes on the first person they had seen holding a black stone. Their gazes were cruel to the extreme, as though someone had stolen their beloved possession—their most precious treasure.
Like mortal enemies!
A moment later, some passersby arrived at the overpass, saw the tragedy before them, and, not seeing the stones, hurriedly called the police in panic.
When the police followed the trail all the way to the school, they were utterly stunned by the sight before them.
The entire school building was empty. Instead, the spacious playground was packed with a great circle of people kneeling in worship. All the oval black stones had been piled in the center of the playground into a diamond-shaped triangular pillar.
The stones were stacked together, giving off a black gleam.
The once-dull blood-red patterns had become incomparably clear. They flashed continuously across the entire three-dimensional spire, the lines having expanded dozens of times over. They even spread down the triangular spire and across the ground, continuously sweeping over everyone's bodies.
The sky remained covered in dense dark clouds.
Outside the playground, great flocks of crows and other birds circled endlessly in the air. They did not dare approach this terrifying area. Birds had exceptionally keen senses, and here they sensed the aura of death, so dense that some were frightened into convulsions and plunged headfirst to the ground, scared to death.
Anyone deeply familiar with the school would have noticed that something was clearly wrong with the height of its playground.
Normally, if a person stood upright on the playground, their waist should have reached the level of the nearby classroom windows.
But now, even someone around 1.6 meters tall would only have their