324 Shalltear Bloodfallen

"Oh?"

A voice tinged with a hint of confusion softly rose, echoing in the ominously silent place.

The location was on the edge of the Ye·Lantier Northern Forest, very close to the boundary line inside the forest.

In this pitch-black environment swallowed by the night, where not even a swath of the forest's greenery was visible, an abnormally glaring color was flowing here.

It was a glaring crimson.

It was a vivid blood-red.

It was undoubtedly the color of blood, still warm, that could only come from within a human body.

Strangely, this blood didn't fall to the ground nor did it stain the surroundings; rather, it seemed to have a mind of its own, forming streams of crimson flowing upward, gathering over the head of a figure, pouring into a sphere of blood.

The moon had just peered out from the clouds, casting moonlight down upon the earth, shining on this figure, revealing its full appearance.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an extraordinarily beautiful girl.