The moon shone brightly, and the stars were sparse.
The enormous Blood-flesh Mother Tree writhed slowly, its entire form composed of countless skulls and flesh, stretching wantonly in the night.
The branches were dense, hung with human-skinned skulls. They rustled with the movement of the leaves, swaying like ripe fruit and bursting forth with strange laughter.
At that moment, a mass of gray mist writhed and shot out from under the Mother Tree. Countless skeletal branches pursued it, only to halt in the next instant.
"Blood, living beings..."
"So hungry! Eat, eat, eat..."
"I shall brew your flesh and blood into fine wine, use your skull as a cup, and peel off your skin for a mat! Come back!"
The heads on the branches, both old and young, emitted screams.
A mournful whimper escaped someone.
Glancing at the cancerous Blood-flesh Mother Tree that exuded an aura of calamity, fear, and corruption, Princess Gu Guan shivered, silently following the black-robed figure.
