Chapter 57: Demon Seeding Again

The man sat like that for quite a while, like a statue.

Unsure if it was the storm in his eyes that was restless, or if he was weary from sitting for a long time. With the setting of the sunset's afterglow, the man's tense body began to tremble.

"Cough...cough..."

With this movement, his pale face began to flush, accompanied by bouts of coughing.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

It started with a light cough, followed by strings of violent ones, as if he was about to cough out his entire lungs.

Suddenly, the man coughing into his hand stiffened, carefully moving his right hand that had been covering his mouth, and looked at his palm.

In the center of his palm was a speck of blood the size of his thumb.

The color of the bloodstain was strange. It wasn't blood-red or dark red, but a pinkish hue.