"I... I don't know."
Canary shook her head. She was unclear about Belphegor's plan; from beginning to end, her orders had only been to hunt Bai Ou.
Bologue paused for a moment. Just as he was about to press further, the card in his hand seemed to catch fire, burning his palm. Before he could see what he had drawn, the card turned into black smoke and dispersed.
At the same time, heavy footsteps echoed from the carriages behind.
Bologue stared intently at the train doors opening one by one, a thicker stench of blood wafting in the breeze. Asmodeus also turned around, looking curiously in the direction the sound was coming from.
"My cute pet."
Accompanied by Asmodeus's light laughter, a bloated and horrifying figure struggled to squeeze through the narrow carriage. Its thick blood-stained arms flailed chaotically, its eyes so densely packed like insect eggs, peering at everyone within the chessboard carriage.
