Tatsumi's throat bobbed as he swallowed involuntarily. For some reason, a strong chill rose up his back.
At last, he reached the warehouse entrance. The sounds inside clearly reached his ears. His heart jolted, because what he heard... was wailing!
A flash of white light—clang! Tatsumi's slash severed the warehouse chains. He shoved hard, and the warehouse doors opened with a teeth-grating creak.
Everything inside the warehouse came into view. Tatsumi's eyes flew wide open, his pupils contracting as he stared at the scene before him in disbelief!
Tatsumi was stunned by the horrific sight inside the warehouse. He did not even notice Guan Xing arriving behind him.
Inside the warehouse stood countless large iron cages arranged in neat rows. The cages were covered in rust and stained with dark red blood, giving off a nauseating stench.
And inside those cages... were people!
They were naked, their bodies covered in wounds without a patch of unblemished skin. They were haggard and skeletal, their faces numb and lifeless, like walking corpses.
Some had gone completely mad. They wailed nonstop and repeatedly smashed their heads against the iron cages, even as blood streamed down their faces.
In the center of the warehouse stood all manner of torture devices, enough to make one's hair stand on end. Their surfaces were covered in dark red marks—dried blood. Some were still drenched in fresh blood, giving off a reeking stench. They had clearly been used not long ago.
Beside the torture devices lay severed limbs and corpses, scattered carelessly about and giving off a revolting odor.
Then, Tatsumi, still frozen in shock, suddenly felt something cool drip onto his face. He looked up, and his pupils shrank again.
Because he discovered that several people were hanging from the warehouse ceiling!
Their bodies were covered in