"There's really no need to take me with you."
Gao Ming's wounds were torn open as he lay against the deer's back, blood veins flowing across his body. He really did look a little like some spiritual treasure emerging into the world.
The rosy radiance inside his body had been completely dispelled. The Blood City Tattoo occupied every inch of his skin, and he seemed to have truly become one with Blood City.
"How am I supposed to go outside now? Covered in blood-red tattoos like this, I doubt anyone would hire me except as a haunted house actor." Gao Ming kept distracting himself, because the moment he stopped thinking, his consciousness would be dragged into the Blood City Tattoo. That boundless, blood-colored city seemed to have truly "come back to life" on his body. Ghastly pale posthumous photographs and terrifying shadows were everywhere!
The faces of the dead stared coldly at him from photograph after photograph. Faint shadows left behind by vengeful ghosts whose souls had already scattered passed through his body, and every building was smeared with blood.
Gao Ming had no way to escape. The Blood City Tattoo was right there on his body. He was now the only living person in that dead city, and its sole listener and witness.
"I'm searching for the truth, but the more I find, the scarier it gets." Gao Ming had also discovered something else. As the desires of all living beings poured into his heart chamber, the sealed room inside his heart began to change as well, taking on the appearance of Blood City according to their thoughts.
Gao Ming shivered. For some reason, the phrase "a soul returning in a borrowed corpse" came to mind. He now had an incredibly strong premonition that the dead city really was