"Why... why..."
"Why was I born a monster?"
"...It's not fair... not fair..."
The frenzied murmurs were dry and hoarse.
The little boy's face was deathly pale now, his lips blue-purple, his sunken eyes filled with malice and hatred.
He was a corpse-born child, cursed from birth.
Everything beautiful and happy seemed to have nothing to do with him. Rotting grave mounds, dark sewers, and sealed coffins were where he belonged.
All his misfortunes had been his from birth, a tragic ordeal ordinary people could scarcely imagine.
Resentment intertwined with bloody red, and an even more terrifying aura rose from him.
Sorrow, pain, misfortune, despair... the deadliest negative emotions tangled together, manifesting as tangible obsession.
Finally-
An unimaginably chilling aura completely enveloped the area.
Everyone's eyes widened in horror.
A terrifying term surfaced in their minds: a Blood-Clad Ghost!!!
Zhao Daniu and the others charging forward stopped dead, their eyes wide, their scalps practically exploding with terror. The little boy was now at least ten times more terrifying than before!
And the problem was-
Jiang Hongyu was gravely wounded and dying. No one could stand against him anymore!
"Run!!"
Zhao Daniu shouted, warning everyone as well.
The moment his words fell-
They scattered in different directions with perfect coordination.
Even Jiang Hongyu stopped trying to hold out. With a shout, she turned and charged up a small hill behind her.
"Everyone, split up and run for your lives! Whoever can escape, escape!"
It was their only choice.
Against a monster this terrifying, even if everyone fought to the death together, they had no hope.
Over by Jiang Chen, the group saw this and turned to flee without another word.
The little boy's posture was bizarre now, his back facing the ground as he stood on all fours. His face was