The brink of death unfolded grandly at this moment, as the young man stood before the scarlet scene, his deep eyes dyed with a tint of crimson gold.
The eerie, deathly scene behind him cast an unbearable layer of 'divinity' upon him.
The bodies of devout followers dropped helplessly to the ground, and chanting nuns plunged into a pool of blood.
In their final moments of dying life, they all chanted a name, which was... apocalypse!!
Countless crimson beliefs rose for the last time from the corpses.
These were the purest beliefs, erupting from the most devout followers before death descended.
At this moment, these beliefs flocked into the mural, and the majestic figure that stood beneath the Xue Yue and on the Heishan became even more divine, vivid as if it were about to come to life.
What felt even more maddening was that the shadow of the deity, at this moment, began to merge constantly with Su Tu.
