Ah Duo stared blankly at the scene before her, as if the grenade had just exploded in her mind, still buzzing away.
The cold wind carried the smell of blood as it blew past, bringing with it the acrid scent of gunpowder.
Ah Duo was suddenly jolted awake, lifting her gaze toward the silhouette on the altar, her heart engulfed by a profound bewilderment.
"Is this blood enough now?"
Her mind had lost its ability to think, leaving only her mouth to repeat meaningless questions.
"Why?"
Su Huan rested one hand on the back of a chair, his body slightly turned, glancing at the watch on his left wrist.
The watch had long since stopped, but fortunately, he wasn't really checking it.
"My time is very precious. If I wait for you all, it'll be dark before we're done."
"But everyone is dead..."
Ever since the High Priest had prophesied the arrival of the successor, she had started preparing.
For this, she even refused to become one of the Four Priests.
