THUMP!
THUMP THUMP!
A powerful tremor came from the sky.
It was the beating of Mr. Luo's heart!
All the students and teachers of the school fell into despair.
They stared blankly at the crimson heart.
It was coated in viscous blood, and every beat stirred up a gale reeking of gore. A large hole was torn open in its atrium, as if it had been ripped from a living body, its arteries still gushing blood.
With every beat of the heart!
It drew a little closer to the ground!
An aura of irresistible terror emanated from it.
One could only imagine that if this heart truly fell, they would all be crushed with nowhere to run, and Chilling Middle School would be destroyed along with them!
"Look, Huan'Er... This is Father's heart."
"Do you see it? There's a huge hole in it... This is Father's atrium."
At that moment, Mr. Luo was clutching his mangled chest.
He murmured with a sick and crazed expression on his face.
