Every word the Blood-Clad Calamity God spoke violated a taboo. The Hanhai City Citizens could not hear what he was saying at all; only Gao Ming and the Nether Fetus could make out his words.
"Perhaps, long ago, the deep world wasn't as terrifying as what we see before us. It only became what it is today because that darkness shrouded it for too long."
The Blood City Lords present had already withdrawn their gazes. They had all sensed the fury of a distant existence and stopped interfering.
The Blood-Clad Calamity God stood alone beneath the night sky, the chains on his body piercing through dreams and reality. Unrestrained and heedless of all taboos, he resembled a bird trying to break out of its cage, or a fish trying to leap out of the sea.
Under an immense pressure, the Blood-Clad Calamity God did not retreat even half a step. His eyes remained fixed on a certain direction.
"If I don't even have the courage to look you in the eye, how can I be called a Calamity God?"
Sensing the provocation, the branches and leaves in the farthest reaches of the night sky trembled. Black leaf veins snapped one after another, and in the next instant, one of the Blood-Clad Calamity God's eyeballs burst.
Fate's attacks left no traces and could neither be predicted nor observed. Instead, they exerted their influence through different tributaries of fate, destroying the present from the past and the future.
"It doesn't matter how many times this body dies. Let's see whether you find my original body first, or I take over the Blood City first." There was a madness about the Blood-Clad Calamity God that other unspeakable existences lacked.
After hearing the Blood-Clad Calamity God's words, the Nether Fetus amid the tide of