287 151. The Approaching Darkness -1 (Part One)

Translated by A Passing Wanderer

Edited by RED

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Rehton and three other feudal lords of Aslan were walking through a cave bathed in the inky-black darkness.

It felt like their innards were tumbling. Their heads were spinning dangerously, while their eyes couldn't see through the curtain of darkness and forced them to walk blindly here.

They felt around with their hands and found the walls, then injected demonic energy into their eyes, finally giving them some view of what was in front of them.

"...It wasn't a normal cave, after all."

Their hands came in contact with some kind of viscous, sticky liquid. An acrid metallic stench came from it.

It was blood. The entire inner wall of the cave was covered in thick coats of blood.

The complexions of Rehton and other feudal lords paled instantly.