In a mere hour, the entire city was enflamed.
Destruction had already spread throughout.
Bodies littered the ground left and right, painting the cobblestone street in a brutal crimson.
Other than the kids, nobody was spared.
It doesn't matter whether the person is a man or a woman, young or old, healthy or sick; all of them were killed without mercy. The Blood Priests moved—with precision, sweeping the entire city, making sure that not a single one survived.
Some of the people put up a fight.
Surprisingly enough, there were old firearms stashed in this city.
And with the firearms, they could push the Blood Priests back.
But with every wound mended by the Blood Nuns in mere seconds, the people stood no chance.
"Why… Why do you smile?"
Andrea asked with a trembling voice.
