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At first, Cheek thought dark cracks were creeping up the walls.
But a closer look revealed that they were dark red blood vessels.
Everything in sight rapidly turned blood-red, and those eerie blood vessels had already reached her feet. Cheek felt an urge to retreat, but remembering the agreement she had made with this portion of the City of Calamity's corruption, she chose to remain where she was without showing any weakness.
Although she still did not know how far the City of Calamity had come to life, it had definitely become more active now.
Sure enough, the densely packed, fine, dark red blood vessels stopped at her feet, then wove around the spot where the Primordial Demoness stood, leaving Cheek a safe area with a radius of over a meter.
Threads of blood wove an enormous web around her, and soon red blood vessels extended across every inch of the floor, walls, and ceiling.
At this moment, rather than a building, a palace, a large city housing over a million people, or one of the most prosperous international metropolises in the world, it had become more like something alive, or even an immensely vast organism itself. The entire city was gradually coming to life-this place had originally still belonged to the "outside world," but now it was rapidly being assimilated by the City of Calamity. Cheek frowned. A heavy smell of rust filled her nostrils, and she almost felt that if she quieted her mind, she would hear its heartbeat.
Once the ring around Cheek had been completely woven, even the Trunsoest Brass Book, which had been struggling all along, gave up resisting.
Its living nature sensed danger from every direction. Although being held by the Primordial Demoness was dangerous too, if she let go, those Sefirah extremities