The moonlight, like blood, condenses into a monster bloodstain and rushes toward the autumn night cold, annihilating the thunder around it, as if to put the autumn night cold to death.

On autumn nights, when his eyes were frozen, the strength contained in the bloodprints was particularly strong. With a certain sacred breath, he could not cope with leaf dust at all. When the wind blew, his body disappeared instantly like a shadow.

The roar sounded, and the bloodstains hit the mountain walls, completely fragmenting the holes in the caves. Countless rocks burst into the air, and the crowd had to retreat first to avoid their sharp edges.

On autumn...