Necro felt her tears, as if they were searing into his heart.
Shen Tang answered his question for her.
Necro released the hand holding the sword, touched her face, and smiled.
This smile was not like the usual malicious grin, just a smile, an extremely pure smile.
"This time you didn't lie to me, I am very satisfied."
The sharp blade gradually pierced his chest.
Necro's voice also gradually faded.
Once upon a time, he flipped through the prophecy book left by the High Priest, the last page stating that the Blood Clan would be completely annihilated in the future.
In those years, Necro was still young and arrogantly believed it was absolutely impossible.
Even though the Blood Clan suffered a devastating disaster back then, some clan members survived. In the future he envisioned, the powerful Blood Clan would surely rise again and never see the end.
The priest's prophecy was not always right.
