619, Alex!

When night fell.

Starlight and moonlight shone upon the earth, and Five Keys Town welcomed the deep of night.

For the prisoners here.

The end of their lives had arrived.

No one was innocent.

They were escorted by the guards, everything, all taken to the deepest depths of the prison.

At the edge of that deep ditch, the guards marched them along.

In Du Wei's eyes, there was no longer any warmth, no mercy, no reluctance, only a discomforting cold-bloodedness and iciness.

Pity for one's own kind is a human instinct.

So is hatred for one's own kind.

He was waiting for Carlos, waiting for the final moment to arrive.

After a while.

Heavy footsteps began to sound.

The middle-aged man, loyal to Du Wei, Count Carlos, carrying a wooden door on his back, moved slowly towards them with leaden steps.

"Master, the door has been crafted," he said.

"Carlos never disappoints you."

Carlos's voice was very steady.