"Hmm?"
Su Changxing seemed to hear someone speaking by his ear, letting out a question.
His perception was once again eroded, plunging completely into darkness, without the slightest awareness of external matters.
Cold darkness, this might be the entirety of death.
When he regained perception again, the outside was silent, with the smell of blood in the air.
Bodies filled the ground, while those still alive were kneeling motionlessly, faces full of piety.
Chad was in his hand, most of his flesh gone, only enough left to keep the skeleton intact.
What happened?
Su Changxing frowned, full of confusion, looking down to see his hands covered in blood.
It seemed he had killed these people with his bare hands while unconscious.
It was as if his perception was blocked, entering a sleep-like state, activating the Dreamer's ability, unleashing slaughter.
"Why are you all kneeling on the ground?"
Su Changxing threw Chad's body on the ground and asked.
